I locked the past in a little box Hidden in a corner of my mind Around it, a yellow ribbon That someone left behind... Sometimes, I go and open it

We said our goodbyes Tight hugs and vacuum kisses While she slept soundly We had a great time For us to see her again

The debris that weigh us down, It’s best to let them go To compassion, open our hearts And let the feeling show Let the flotsam float away,

It is unfortunate, but truly this… His fondest hope she’ll remain a f… He grieves and feels a deep sense… He’s got to be strong to carry thi… But he can always look back at the…

Rolling meadows stretch into the s… Treetops glow in myriad shades of… Flowers bloom brightly in the suns… In rainbow colors; what a perfect… But the mercury is rising, an omin…

Once upon a time there lived a som… He married a young lady who is a s… She talks incessantly while asleep While nightly he’s on a walking tr… They lived not unhappy for at nigh…

“Sweetie, it’s not you, it’s me! I care about you, don’t you see?” It seems he hears that everyday… It’s an awful, hurtful cliché… And so ends his latest romance

I’m blessed to live this moment br… For else I’d never gaze at you Alone, my world would turn so blue The skies would fade to endless ni… So here we meet in time’s embrace

Into a poem he poured his lovesick… That’s been jolted and pierced by… Lovely girl he adores, wants to im… But sadly he has found little succ… He has searched the internet left…

Her eyes, the color of midnight, Glared at him, an eternity He froze in his tracks, full of fr… Unsure and feeling so guilty Then she grinned and his face turn…

the movers came today; three short, muscled guys one by one they carried all of his possession… to the yellow truck,

The soothing warmth of sunrise Hazy glare from the window When sleepy eyes we open Primed ready for today’s show Cornucopia of blessings

she reached across the bed, but he’s gone! a dark feeling embraced her, but the deepest sadness too... her spirit’s broken

just for laughs. or is it? i asked robbie to write me a love poem that I can post tonight when I get home

Butterfly lies low As rain-soaked clouds spill over; In perfect cover While storms rage, protecting wing… Waiting till the robin sings