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Robert Long Mellott Poem
The pounding reins
Of yesterday’s tears
Lead me down
The dreary road of today
The joy I once found
Gazing into your eyes
Is hobbled by distance
And my faltering gait
Unbridled rides at dawn
A beautiful, insipid memory
Breakneck sprints in the dark
An aching need in the final stretch
The rhythmic rhyme
Of our ride in time
We won the race
But lost our place
Your crop too willing
My flanks too tender
Your mount is running,
Full out, yet you ask for more
(unfinished)
rlm '11
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Kangaroos look funny in horns and underoos
Nothing like the holidays down under…
So many sweets to taste and plunder…
Mistletoe hung over head…
Sweet dreams in our slumbering bed…
The jolly man shimmying down
The hot family hearths
Not making a sound making his rounds
Asbestos underwear protecting his parts
The sweaty old boy in red
Cursing the heat of points this far south
While blimey citizens are snug in bed
Explicatives flowing from his mouth
Merry Christmas to all those down under
And happy New Year a day bloody sooner
Having no snow is a god awful blunder
The whole island should be sat in a corner!
Rlm ‘10
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The wood is piled
my emotions riled
Sweet expectations
settle in my soul
Sweat dappled brows
my emotions drowse
sudden conclusions
fill in the hole
of my heart.
The fire started in the pit
warming ourselves
in it's globe
and there we sit
like two lost elves
waiting to disrobe
Take your time,
Love
The perfect man
does exist.
rlm '09
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The amazing way we came to know
We each had some place else to go
where eternal sparks of passion’s fire
too hot to quench with earthly flesh
We understood our wants and needs
Taking eternity into account
never crossed our minds
when we evaluated our lives
We now step back and evaluate
our relationships
our accomplishments
and believe in our choices
We live a life our parents
could not even imagine
but the one thing they taught us
still holds true... the children are the most important thing.
rlm '08
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Legal Tender of Getting Old
If tears were coins I'd be a rich man…
If sadness was time I'd live forever…
If I only knew what to do to make it better…
I would do it in a heartbeat.
But, no answers are easy when feelings crash around you…
And the Sun does not shine in the heavens above…
if only I could see…if only I could find a way…if only I knew…
How do you say goodbye when there is no love?
To only be me myself alone … again…
decisions are frightening and shaky to behold…
But change is needed for me to stay sane…
all the while we continue to grow old.
RLM
'05
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A Chance Meeting
A mischievous smile
And daring eyes
We met in the prime
Of our intricate lives
A gentle, touching caress
Inflamed our needs and desires
A complex, intrepid dance
Our hearts devised
Both afraid to surrender our hearts
Tripping on our past endeavors
We dared to love without restraint
Only to be caught in our own constraints
And so, we parted that night
With a hollow promise of future delight
Both living our lives apart
As we have, lonely, from the start
Regretting nothing for taking a chance
Our lives & souls truly enhanced.
rlm
08/21/08
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Decided...
Scene 1 (years earlier)
Years of indecision
Ended in an instant
My life in third revision
Starting in the present
Touching everything I've owned
Importing their very essence
Of each and every feeling they borne
History rearing it's very presents
Boxed and placed on an empty truck
My very existence held in transit
That is when the melancholy struck
Walking out this door would be a heroic bit
On the other side of town a lady waited
Patiently for me and for me to decide
That my wild single passions were sated
And to face and enjoy life by her side
I fired up that truck, my heart, soul and mind
Pointed them carefully to the other side of town
Arriving at a place, I knew, true love I would find
Truly amazed at the acceptance I had found.
Act I Part I
The Stage of Life
I fell in love with the director.
Our relationship perfectly scripted in her head...
My role dictated, my character regulated
all I ever wanted was a forever love...
I threw out the script
and played my part true...
Ad libing my sweet little ass off.
The show was a hit!
and people cheered...
but we were through.
. . .
Act I... Part II
I am now a free agent...
See the passion in my eyes?
See the sexy style of my soul?
Give me a part to play...
hand me a script,
and I will play it true
my way.
But, please,please, make it a forever gig.
rlm '07
Act I... Part III
The Horse Trader
The pounding reins
Of yesterday’s tears
Lead me down
The dreary road of today
The joy I once found
Gazing into your eyes
Is hobbled by distance
And my faultering gait
Unbridled rides at dawn
a beautiful, insipid memory
Breakneck sprints in the dark
an aching need in the final strech
The rhythmic rhyme
of our ride in time
We won the race
but lost our place
Your crop too willing
my flanks too tender
Your mount is running,
full out, yet you ask for more
(unfinished) rlm
Act I Part IV (final act)
Of Tears and Candle Wax
My tears fuel the fire
deep within my heart
The sorrow in my soul
Of this life I tire
I have known my part
This world takes its toll
My tears do not come
On my cheeks they run
And me left a mere a husk of a man
Finding their way to my soul
leaving nowhere to stand
Not finding my role
far away from the sun
A single candle
lights my deep sorrow
A single idea...
I dread tomorrow
As a man...I stand
Naked to the pain.
rlm
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Full Moon Brimming
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning
Words are not enough
Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell...
In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace
We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other
The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.
My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.
rlm
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Don't ever
Lose sight
Today is where
To believe in yourself
Up before our dawn
You perceive the gray
Not realizing for what I long
And You asked me not to stay
Our life, it seems, has come to an impasse
I choose to love you forever
Resetting our shiny compass
Wishing each other the best
To our own endeavors
rlm '11
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A doe and her mate
tempt the fates
wind driven snow
what a delight...
new white blossoms
on barren bushes
over large hats overhang
on hoary old buildings
highlighted branches
on majestic leafless trees
magical silence
in the quality of light
a blanket of white pulled
up to nature's chin
perchance to dream
a new tomorrow...
a new day
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