Robert Ray : Writing

Conscience

Conscience

A Poem by Robert Ray


Skewed in the head supine, tears flow red veins course, convulse rush in reverse impulse psyche of the undead
Joker Wild

Joker Wild

A Poem by Robert Ray


From a French deck, faces turned down, divine fingers work; tips on royal blue, symmetrical wings, loops and whorls masking you, ..
Diatonic Magic

Diatonic Magic

A Poem by Robert Ray


I've always loved the harmonica, especially the blues. If you like the harmonica, you might appreciate the particular words.
Fugitive

Fugitive

A Poem by Robert Ray


I flee and hide;my true feelings,concealed behinda joke, a grin.Your frown pursues,denying my escape,almost breaks through,until I’m gon..
Two Truths

Two Truths

A Poem by Robert Ray


I see in your eyes, rare bloodstones,a glimmer that belies,a soul that bemoansmisdeeds and lies.Your obscure gaze, mirrors of dried tears;an opa..
Sweet Liberty

Sweet Liberty

A Poem by Robert Ray


Seek your fears, grim head foes, hidden an' near. Face 'em standing, battle bleeding, dispatch decisively ...devour completely. ..
Gifts

Gifts

A Poem by Robert Ray


I wrote this simple poem for a friend who lost her brother earlier this year. Her brother had a talent for finding four-leaf clovers. On the day of ..
Judged

Judged

A Poem by Robert Ray


Self-righteous and wanting,I judged an old man today.Bent, silver and wrinkled,Arthritic knuckle-capped wood caneLeading, kicking, crushing pebbles;..
Daffodils

Daffodils

A Poem by Robert Ray


Daffodils, buttery yellow, dance in spring green beyond hushed shadows, along and between a fallen farmhouse an’ timber-..
Red Ink

Red Ink

A Poem by Robert Ray


Midnight to dawn,our instruments work;exploratory surgeryon heart and mind;sharpened wordsslicing skin, nerve;poking, prodding,always invading,alw..

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