Short Stevenson Poems
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The Universe provides
Zemblanity
Not to punish us,
But to remind us
our rose coloured glasses are opaque.
- Mockingbird Stevenson xx
Form:
Ship’s mast
at last.
Home is the sailor; home from the sea …
~Robert Louis Stevenson
Off to the the Cevennes
This trip was not made in heaven,
Travels with his donkey was a bind-
Fame for Robert he was yet to find
'til treasure on an island came to mind
Tribute to Robert Luis Stevenson 1850-1894
Outside an inn ..tap,tap,tap
In hobbled Bind Pugh with his map
A story of intrigue did then ensue
On a remote island which comes into view-
A classic novel,still reads good as new
Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson
R-epulse
O-ur
B-rutal
E-nemy's
R-abid
T-hreat
L-etting
O-ne
U-nknown
I-nfection
S-ilently
S-tart
T-o
E-vade
V-ery
E-nduring
N-ation's
S-anitation
O-r
N-eatness
Topic: Poet (Robert Louis Stevenson)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I sit here with a beer and a bud .
I crack the tap ,I sip the suds .
I get a light I smoke the buds
NOW WHAT ?
James Stevenson
Form:
My Quiet Time
By: Miracle Man
2;10 am 3/5/2021
As an early riser,
I feel the breeze that whispers through dry grass,
and I’m surrounded by God’s peace.
Still none the wiser,
the world around me wakes and what I hear, in mass,
are wagon wheels, bone-dry of grease.
“In quiet places reason abounds.”
Adali Stevenson
Some people think I'm crazy
and others think I'm mad
But every day I breathe
is the best day I've ever had.
James Stevenson..................................
Writer William Ernest Henley
a little known poet was he
'Invictus' * his claim to fame
inspiration** the name of the game(s)
A stoic due to illness & hospitalisation his poem *(s) & (life)became an inspirational name for the 'games' ,Mandela,RL Stevenson& Butterworth the composer..William's (born 1849 died 1903)Invictus' verse ,four abab quatrains, was written in 1875.
I hang my head a dripping tear, you pull away ,
The lonliness , my only fear
I'm feeling shallow and so hollow ,
the feelings I have so hard to swallow .
A twisted heart my broken mind,
I am the pain that's been refined.
My sadness brews like no tomorrow .
filling my veins so full of sorrow.
I'm blacking out or so it seems,
it's like a needle so full of dreams..
James Stevenson............................
I see the spirit that we share walk on the lake into thin air .
It's the evil in the haunting , the needful things that leave me wanting .
The seduction of your mind . the wickedness that left me blind .
I taste your sex the feel of you , your sensual ness that see's me through
this abandon desolate wasteland ,just like the heat of satins hand.
James Stevenson.................................................
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In my dream you are there, I feel the softness of you're hair ,I hold you tenderly to show I
care .I see you're beauty in my dreams ,I hold you close or so it seem's , then I wake up
and you're not there, to be with you my only prayer .
james stevenson
Twisted dreams and broken hearts
I watch my children , as they fall apart.
Tear filled eyes, there mommies dead ,
That is the pain laid upon there heads.
There love for me has all turned to hate.
The dark ones coming ,that is my fate .
But not soon enough,it shall not be ,
Until all I love is forever taken from me.
R.I.P.
Bobi-Jo Young
Stevenson
6/28/70---7/13/2010
love you forever.......
James Stevenson
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