Short Stevenson Poems

The Universe provides
Zemblanity 
Not to punish us,
But to remind us 
our rose coloured glasses are opaque. 

- Mockingbird Stevenson xx...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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
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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.....................................

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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...............................

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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...

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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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