I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.—William Tecumseh Sherman
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The door is open, pure light shinning out -- we must take the step -- Christ is our usher, not a jailer.
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Robert Sherriff 'Australian' Author-Poet-Actor-Model-Singer/songwriter
(There is a rainbow down every street, and then the sun comes out)
By R.L. Sherriff
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Robert Sherriff 'Australian' Author-Poet-Actor-Model-Singer/songwriter
(There is a rainbow down every street, and then the sun comes out)
By R.L. Sherriff
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ROBERT SHERRIFF 08/07/1954 - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER
ROBERT SHERRIFF: my fingers
“There is no such thing as writer's block. When my brain shuts down, I let my fingers do the walking, and my brain does the editing.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Kellie Marie Sherriff
"In the echoes of laughter, there lies a map to joy, guiding us through the labyrinth of life with its cheerful resonance."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER - DEDICATED TO Hayley June Brooks
"Wisdom is a river, flowing through the landscape of our thoughts, carving valleys of understanding and mountains of insight."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Robert Lloyd Sherriff 3rd
"Time is a sculptor, carving moments into memories, each second a chiseled stroke shaping the essence of our lives."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Robert Lloyd Sherriff 3rd
"A book is a portal, each page a step, transporting readers from the mundane to realms of infinite possibility."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF 08/07/1954 - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER
true worth
“Only a great leader will show their true worth.
It is what they have between their ears.
Not between their legs.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF 08/07/1954 - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER
my fingers
“There is no such thing as writer's block. When my brain shuts down, I let my fingers do the walking, and my brain does the editing.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER-ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Jayde Sherriff
Red Roses
"In the quiet of dawn, ideas bloom like red roses, unseen but fragrant, whispering secrets to the early morning light."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Charlie Sherriff
"Mountains stand as silent poets, their verses etched in stone, telling ancient stories to those who climb high enough to listen."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO E.J Brooks
Rain
"In every drop of rain, a story is written, a tale of travel from cloud to earth, a cycle of rebirth."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Addison Brooks
Dreams
"Stars are the dreams of the universe, scattered across a canvas, waiting to be deciphered by curious minds."
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My memory searches a distant past, where a fisherman and a carpenter worked both the land and the sea.
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We are the entire theater, all cast and audience -- let Christ be that usher at the Door.
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Each one, Reach one
It's time to Brave a way!
(C)ShErEe
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Why I write is in the same vein as why a fisherman fishes. To have a hobby, an interest and a spot on the pier with all my other peers. To be on the water's edge enjoying the ambience, aesthetics, auxiliaries of nature and humanity. And from time to time to cast a thrill, dip my feet and see my reflection. To me that is enjoyable. And in the frame of my eyes, and hopes that is what I want to take home
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The biggest difference I have found between being a writer, poet... someone that uses "words", to draw...and that of a publisher and/or editor... is that one group is busy painting outside the lines. The other is trying to figure out how to fit the creation, into them.
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One Lemon ( bio form).
One.
Misfire, misfit, mistake, reject.
Hell ushers, parents, 4 conspirators.
I love good people, conversation and endings.
I feel for unwed mothers, orphans and childless fathers.
I fear my life story, innocence robbed, wearing a mask.
I would have loved being part
of a tree, a branch, loving seed.
I shed tears in my gloom, rejected.
Lemon
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Remembrance let us savour the solitude and Self as Best Friend ushers from there.
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"My twin and I came back from a fishing trip with our adored daddy yelling "I hate Daddy! I hate Daddy!" So did the rest of the fishermen on the lake, as we did not know how to stop talking at four."
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The invariability of the repetition of the harsher lessons of human history is singularly and particularly dependent on the invariability of human stupidity.
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Normal is a setting on a dish-washer, who would want to be that
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Sher-vawn's Essences and desires
The reason I smile
Is because I am happy
With my life
Happiness comes from having
Peace with yourself
Sher-vawn Robinson (c) All Rights Reserved
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Sher-vawn's Essences and Desires
Music is life
Music is dance
Music is the gift of smile's
Too life.
Sher-vawn Robinson (c)All Rights Reserved
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