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Best Poems From
ROBERT L. BIXLER III
(February 14,1985)
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Transient Passion, Infinite Reflection
Momentary bliss upon a lofted terrace
With only the maturing of time to scare us;
Our concerns are of the present situation.
Never did we consider the repercussion.
Yet, this beauteous catharsis of raw emotion
Was, fully, foreseeable from the creation
Of our friendship, so empowered by obsession.
We both vehemently desired love’s lesson.
To delve in uncertainty of relationship-
A calm sea of warm sun caresséd days on a ship
Or survive the wrath of torrid sea marred by scorn-
Such a thing unknown, thusly so, we’re the forlorn.
Striving for such events of love’s state, incessant,
We stumbled upon each other, and our transient.
From feet to feat all was perfectly enacted.
With justifiable emotion, and lack wed
Thoughts, did we bring to unison our body and soul.
Where two once stood, only one now moved as a whole.
Tension and passion, two of the un-equal same
Became one, in this failed attempt to grasp for fame.
To become one of the a’famed who have love
In its truest form, as we ascend far above
Those still searching, and finally understand all
We have been denied before love’s pro-longéd call.
But our ears still did not hear their desired calling.
Passionately our lips caressed, only emptying
Of narrow sensation -deserving the title “lust”-
Could be felt as imperfect emotions did bust
Past walls of adamant control. Was it right, then?
I am not sure, but wrong… it could never have been.
With our descent toward the previous terrace,
The aged hand of time is there to assault us.
To the table, father brings us hindsight bias
So that we may feast upon actions made by us.
After our intellectualized reflection
We come to a most un-favored realization:
Our precedings of a most misguided consent,
Seemingly infinite, were merely transient.
If father truly knows best, why for ye delay?
Do ye desire your children to learn their own way?
Necessary lapse of emotional actions,
Compriséd of those lust empowered distractions,
Is the blessedly-curséd event that happened
Yet should have found beginning in its own hap end.
Robert L. Bixler III
Read more: lust poems, father poems, passion poems, sea poems, children poems, love poems, sun poems, wedding poems, child poems
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Treasured Moment
Sweet summer memories hold me dear,
As I reminisce of your treasured moment.
Soft flicker of pale light brings me near
Your delicate skin, a dream’s remnant.
Strong hands run warming comfort
Of protective embrace, from toe to neck.
One continuous, loving effort
Ending with a gentle butterfly’s peck.
My soul breathes in your very presence,
As my body steals frozen breath.
Your heart has my life’s very essence
Locked away till we part, in death.
Father time’s haunting progression
Lurks ever closer, to steal us away.
From friendly courting session
To ardent friendship born to stay.
Through tumult, torrid ravaged sea
To soothing, tender wake,
Your light heart has guided me,
Your vessel, into safety’s sake.
As now our paths divide,
Your course opposite of mine.
Remember, my love, deep inside
My heart and soul is in every line.
No distance, physical nor emotional,
Shall keep my heart at bay.
From this breath till my final,
I shall love you every day.
Robert L. Bixler III
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Trials of Romanticism
In He walks, perfectly smart,
The one that every man should be.
One glance, He steals many a’ heart.
His finesse does every eye see.
Ear caressing words spoken
In palatable voice, an audible romance.
Hymns to heal the heartbroken;
Intonations to aide Love’s advance.
Upon sight and sound, her thoughts roam
As He is the one she would take home
For parental consent; Wedding bells chime in dance.
Though this future image is natural,
Of the romantic child’s truth,
Now, such actions deemed as in-actual
Since the young desire sweet-tooth
Candies that could decay thy very soul;
For the fresh hearted crave the entertaining one.
Wild antics, rash thoughts and a bad dole,
Know a boyfriend, single pun.
Troublesome and down-heartening they
May be, but they save the day
Because ups and downs, in love, make life joyous fun.
He is the ideal unite,
Steady in love, as steady in life.
Wiser heart, in a cold night,
Has settled down, tired of fun’s strife.
Infinite love given free-
From the one who has never changed his daily ways.
She learns, with new eyes, to see
He is the same as in the old days.
From a mere friend, nay the best,
He has been changed to her lovéd zest.
His heart patient and true, un-rushed embrace he lays.
Mirror'd dream of child, romantic dream,
Shall come true in given time;
If he holds true to the ideal's seam.
With age she shall learn to rhyme
Her truest desire of love with his type.
From transient fun to searching the infinite
She shall learn to disregard all hype.
Avoid loving the lack wit,
Marry the friend she could never date,
And leave wild, transient fun for late;
For this romantic child is the best love could knit.
Robert L. Bixler III
Read more: romantic poems, fun poems, wedding poems, child poems, smart poems, romance poems, mirror poems, friend poems, dream poems, future poems, dance poems, truth poems, home poems, heart poems, love poems, life poems, night poems, change poems, children poems
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True Love's Light
Solitarily hung, single beat,
This heart glows lonely in the dark.
Longing for sound of repeat,
This lively recluse does lark.
Intensely still hue of emotion,
Acts as perfect chemical potion
To call forth a righteous unison;
Pale glow becomes holy worshiped sun.
Till such moment of transcendence,
This rhythmic drum shall beat,
In silent respect of true love’s seat,
Till dark hatred reaches full evanescence.
Can such dark, reclusive eyes
See true love’s light through veils of lies?
Robert L. Bixler III
Read more: respect poems, lonely poems, dark poems, sun poems, light poems, heart poems, love poems
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