Baskin-Robbins makes great ice cream,
To taste each flavor, a wild dream.
One teaspoon of each,
Would rob me of speech,
As I'd soon be busting my seam.
Categories:
robbins, cool, food, sweet,
Form: Limerick
A man that came between us,
Bill Robbins,the stranger;
Called *the shallow tongue*,
Digs out even the hidden secrets;
Erases the most needed words;
Fills up the spaces with flames.
Going forth till his grave time,
He is firm that he still reigns;
Incurring no expenses for his household;
Judging everyone else under his care;
Kinetic forces rid us of him for a moment!
Lame excuses always on his lips,
Mimicking the old gone king Saul,
Not new to bribery and hypocrisy;
Oh Bill Robbins,when will you leave our presence?
Peering into your life history,
Questing you for a true definition of a man;
Relieve me of this heap of investigations!
Silently walking past you in the midnight rain,
Treat me like your blood, for you took all I had;
Unveil that which you keep from us,
Validate that destruction was all your work;
When the time comes,leave our lives forever.
"X" shall ever be the title to your name,
"Z" will always zip our memories of your remembrance!
Categories:
robbins, abuse, betrayal,
Form: Abecedarian
You starred in "The Visitation" which was an episode of Doctor Who.
Your life ended thirty years ago today on December the 11th of 1992.
You died two weeks before Christmas Day.
You were sixty-two when you passed away.
You were a very talented British actor but your death ended your career.
Time sure does fly, it doesn't seem like you've been dead for thirty years.
You starred in every season of "On The Buses" except for the final season.
I don't know why you decided to quit but you must have had a good reason.
You guest-starred in "One Foot In The Grave" and "Turn Out The Lights".
You also guest-starred in "The Count Of Monte Cristo" and "First Night".
You chose not to be buried, you were cremated.
When you died, all of your fans were devastated.
You died thirty years ago today and your wife died on December the 7th of 2011.
You entertained people for many years and then you went to Heaven.
[Dedicated to Michael Robbins (1930-1992) who died on December 11, 1992]
Categories:
robbins, anniversary, celebrity, death, england,
Form: Rhyme
Our love is like a Baskin Robbins store,
These years with you, with flavors, each their own.
The carton's deep, Lord willing, there is more;
My taste for thy confections, sweet has grown.
Rum Raisin, sour, wrinkled, in a rut,
A scoop of Rocky Road, or maybe three.
Pistachio and almonds when life's nuts
And lemon, bitter, thankfully set free.
Sometimes vanilla might describe us best,
Or peach, the warmth and freshness of our youth.
Of late it seems one stands above the rest,
Yes, Cookie Dough as we grow long of tooth.
Though none of these are ones I would forsake,
Right now ’tis truly Icing on the Cake.
Categories:
robbins, love,
Form: Sonnet
Nighttime, the muse is tangled in the talon of riots
catching bricks to the head- mace to the eyes-
Come morning it sips unholy cups of politics
heavily sweetened with the latest deadly virus-
Noontime it wears a brooding- grimacing mask
it's very breath under the most vicious attacks-
Its spending more time in its darkened cave
9 mm alpha dreaming of an omega escape-
Now it'll only listen to T. Robbins and B.F Skinner
slowly become a braying-blue ribbon beggar.
Categories:
robbins, social, solitude,
Form: Free verse
You were a brilliant British actor, you were talented.
When you passed away, it filled your fans with dread.
You starred in 'On The Buses' which was a popular Britcom.
England suffered a great loss when they learned you were gone.
You starred in a Doctor Who episode that was titled 'The Visitation'.
While you performed, you deserved to receive standing ovations.
It was very sad when you died in 1992 on the eleventh of December.
You'll continue to live on in reruns, you will always be remembered.
[Dedicated to Michael Robbins (1930-1992) who died of Cancer on December 11, 1992.]
Categories:
robbins, death, dedication, goodbye, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
We met apon this very site to strangers in a room.
Just two names apon a screen hello would lead the way.
Many will wonder but we keep are mystery no longer.
We found comfort in one anothers arms.
but most of all we found love something neither one of us
had known very often.
The road we have travled togther has taken many twists.
two best friends who soon became lovers we fell into
this without question and stumble happily togather along the way.
Now with a ring apon your finger and a promise
at a life niether thought we would know I look forward to every
passing day.
To hearts clasped togather.
Two loves one passion cast in stone by eyes that shall never betray.
This is not so much a poem as it is a true statement of the
little spitfire who stole my heart who in so many ways saved my life
its really no secret to anyone who knows me yet truley only one really
does you may know her As Julie Loveless
But that name will soon change as I did propose
and she did except so to any who may wonder
she is the other half to my heart.
I love you Jules
Categories:
robbins, dedicationlove, may,
Form: I do not know?
Sad soul broken and lost.
Used so easily abused forgotten.
And tossed.
I recall the man so very few will ever know.
The man behind the words.
A tree amoungst a forrest that still found the
courage to grow.
We both found comfort in that far off place.
They tried to to destroy you.
Pain so easily hidden behind such a gentle face.
We did part in such a bitter way.
Sometimes even the most well intended
love will betray.
I watched you break knowing I was the cause.
Like some doomed love story.
Without a rewind or pause.
You are that one man that does not exist.
A perfect heart.
And though I try to erase your memory
does presist.
I question how could I hurt somone as gentle as you.
But time only increases the mystery.
Of wounds that were old that still bleed new.
I wish only to reach out and tell you why.
But my words become trapped.
As so I fail everytime I try.
And in the park amoungst the memories and singing
birds.
Often I recall that gentle soul.
For i did know the man behind the words
Categories:
robbins, angst, devotion, friendship, lost
Form: I do not know?