Below are the all-time best Clay Robbins poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members
There is the sweet sound of birds that sing
And then, there is the annoying cacophony
of horns, HON- keen!
The erratic incessant chirp and beep
of cars remotely locked
Makes for an eclectic electric symphony
Where birds are mocked
Can a Horny Yellow Wrangler
find a lonsome dove?
There is sadness
in the single Bronco
that knows no love
Oh, this is just all too queer
Is sounding near...
In the woods, in the lot.
what behind the wheel I do
may nary gratify you;
though... it's not intended to
I stand alone on this deserted shore
Its flooding toxic tide I genuinely abhor
It's time; time to "Heave Ho" to a sober land
With tide in ebb, I leave my bottle strewn strand
And so begins a journey with no real end
My sanity, my soul, both on the mend