Robert Green Poems

Winters mist rolled over the hill
Passing through the forested trees
Hauntingly, as a shroud
Moving slowly, no breeze
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Do you really smile
When you smile?
Or like me
Smile for others to see.
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Rain drops hiding my tears
Holding inside deep, all of my fears
Of doom and gloom I write
Dark heavy clouds, no sunlight.
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Reds, browns, yellows and green
Amber, orange and gold
Halloween in Autumn seen
For us all, to behold
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The traveller succumbs
Shelter he seeks
Black hearted and weak
Door pushed! It creaks.
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Baby. 

On the floor they lay
Not a wrinkle or crease to save
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Boys wellies
Wet and smelly
If only they could talk
About his walk. 
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Fast moving river
Cold and deep 
To immerse myself I deliver
From the jetty, leap!
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Sliding down the window
Rivulets running down
Droplets chasing each other
To the ground below. 
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