Poetry from Robinwolf 

This my Friend Robinwolf, I'm very pleased to be able to bring you some of her poetry.  She is a real sweetie.  She writes poetry to escape from reality, if only for a short time.  She loves to write poetry.  It's her life.  She is so pleased to be able to have the gift to be able to write poetry so she tries not to let it go to waste.  She has already won awards for her poetry.  All her poetry that appears here is copyrighted © 1994-2001 All rights reserved.

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Who

Who is this person sitting here...
Who is this person full of fear...
Who is this person full of confusion...
Who is this person living an illusion...
Who is this person who cannot speak...
Who is this person who is too weak...
Who is this person who cannot see...
Who is this person...the person is me!

One

One last breath...
One last hope...
One last sigh...
One last tear...
One last glance...
One last try...
One last chance...
One last lie!!!

The Sky

I sit here looking up at the sky
Knowing soon in it I will fly
I wonder what it will look like up there
Into the clouds I will contiuously stare
I'll search the sky to see a new place
Clouds that are cities floating with grace
I've been told that the sight is a pleasure
So every moment of it I will treasure.

Fantasy

I close my eyes and see a place
Where I can walk full of grace
Never gloomy, full of smiles
Broken hearts out of sight for miles
Full of color and clear skies
Never see tear full eyes
Hearts filled with dreams that always soar
Open arms and an open door
Then all at one my eyes open
That's when my heart stops hopin
I realize a fantasy is not real
It's a dream reality does steal.

I'll Always have more

Nineteen years my hearts been in pain
Always wondering what there was to gain
To meet my Father would mean so much
There were times i longed for his touch
Once a year I always felt a great sadness
But I longed for you to bring me gladness
As i got older I knew there was no chance
I'd never meet you, not even get a glance
I never knew why you went away
I only knew you went your own way
I always longed for the day you'd return
But you never did, what a lesson to learn
I finally found you and i imagined your voice
I was afraid to call but had no choice
I had to fullfil this dream of mine
It seemed to be just the right time
All my life I have waited for this day
When we finally spoke I knew not what to say
I thought you seemed to be really sweet
Especially when you said you'd love for us to meet
I was full of hopes and I held them so high
When we hung up I had a joyfilled cry
You said on sunday you'd give me acall
But when you never did my heart began to fall
So I called you instead and you were a fake
And once again my heart you did break
For just a week my heart was actually whole
but you said i'm sorry and the fullfilment you stole
What happened to make you change your mind
I don't understand I thought you were kind
I knew my dream was to good to be true
My heart is broken and it's because of you
There are no more dreams just alot of hate
If you said i'm sorry it would be too late
So what the hell do I need you for
Without you i'll always have more!!

Saying Goodbye

When someone dies you experience pain
Grieving gives you nothing to gain
Missing them you send your love
For their journey to the above
My grandmothers gone, she passed away
Leaving me with nothing to say
Now that she's gone all I can do is cry
Pain in my heart and tears in my eyes
Haven't seen her in over a year
Now she's gone, just disappeared
A death in the family causes lots of pain
Trying to cope without going insane
Went home last night hit my knees in prayer
I prayed that she would be content up there
Now she's back with my grandfather
No more worries, not even a bother
Cancer eating away at her lung
I can't imagine but it must have stung
Everyday she'd read the scriptures
Not only that, she showed me pictures
While in bed she lost her strength
Getting ready to become a saint
Now it's time to say good bye
Rest in peace and hear my sigh!

What Good Did It Bring

I guess guilty was the verdict
Is the time really worth it?
Living your life as it were a game
Ending up where everyone knows your name
The present situations seems to be rough
Another reason to act strong and tough
The first time you heard that door slam shut
Did you feel regret deep in your gut?
Your eyes could be focused only on stars
Instead they are focused on nothing but bars
Seventy five percent of those in prison
They are gang members, the percent has risen
When you think of all that "Conan" stood for
Is it worth starring at that barred door?
Day after day stuck in the same cell
With every new cellie the same story you'll tell
Of forgotten dreams replaced with the pain
And being caught with 9.7 grams of cocaine
Not to forget the possession of that gun
Tell me Walter was it really that fun?
If inmates didn't think that their so slick
They could hold their loved ones instead of a flick
Everyday wishing to receive one letter
To make your day brighter and alot better
While waiting for that long day to pass by
Create some new dreams then let out a sigh
Becoming "Conan" of the gang "Latin Kings"
Tell me Walter what good did it bring???

(This was written about my cousin. I sent it to him when he was in prison and he changed his ways. He is now out of prison and getting his life together. He is getting married soon and has a child on the way. I'm very proud of him. He's come along way.)

Beautiful Fairy Painted By Mary Baxter St. Clair.