Poetic Expressions

By Robert Browne

A collection of some 70 poems that get to the bottom of matters dealing with emotions and qualities-simple and complex. The author seeks to mentally and emotionally connect with the reader's own mind set about family, men, women, God, our planet, decisions made with their life now that can change their own future course for the better or the worse. In his writings, Robert doesn't spare himself of his own faults which are poetically mentioned in some of his poems. He highlights his failures along with the successes to strike a much needed balance so as to give his readers an honest portrait of the man many may come to know thru this book. Many will find a poem or more that will make an instant connection with the author. Some of the poems may, otherwise, be more complex for others. The hope is that all who embrace the collection of poems will find peace in their hearts with who they are now and know truly what may need to change in order to increase their personal satisfaction in life and truly be of more benefit to others.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Feb 15, 2012
• ISBN: 9781468542783

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© 2012 by Robert Browne. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

First published by AuthorHouse 01/10/2012

ISBN: 978-1-4685-4277-6 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4685-4278-3 (ebk)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2012900504

Printed in the United States of America

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CONTENTS

Work It Out

Repent

I Am

Pinpoint

Ainger Place

The Envied One

Joy

Wicked

Shopping Around

Ladder

Destiny

Step Up

Bar

Memo

Retrospect

Fear

Bridges

Rare

Suspect

Butterflies

Giddy

The Game

Shoes

Frozen

Turmoil

Comely

Unkooth

Silent Protest

Jealousy

Occasion

Magazine

Sold

Kickback

Soul Mate

Thank You

Babies

News

Steadfast

Shout

If I Were Born

1914

Too Close

Days of Night

Transportation

Laundry

The Imperfect

Spare Me

Venom

Feeling for You

Stressed

Do

Video

I Can…

Repeat

Portrait

Parity

Bereaved

War

Books

Paper Mate

Deputy Dog

Another

Feeling Good

Intuition

Sweet Potato Pie

Rocks

Trees

Darkness

Core Beliefs

Vision

In General

Work It Out

Go away and come back; move forward and please don’t move backwards; follow the desire of your heart in whatever you do to satisfy the body of your woman; no indication of self-gratification; she makes you cry with each caress she does with her sweet tenderness; moving thru every part of your body large and small; you aspire to please all of her hidden desires as she leaves you in awe; the love is pure raw; feelings for her are too strong; too long; no such thing as too wrong; true to her you’ll stay; her love for you will never be betrayed; In a moment, she has you stalled, she makes you enthralled; at such a picturesque sight you are never appalled; so gorgeous is she; showing a photo of her is just not justice; sometimes hurt and anger may give implications of danger; don’t keep the feelings in a manger; unattended; your love for one another shouldn’t rented; take hold of her and embrace your lover unlike any other as a one time opportunity to recover and rediscover the love that lies beneath the pain, the anger and despair with every ounce of breath passing thru the air; my desperation and hope, my inner jubilation helps me to cope with the long stand-off of my lover to grope for the softness of her breast to bring me comfort and cheer. I wait for you to come here my dear; now, please wipe away my sorrow and tears.

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Repent

Feeling pain; feeling hurt; over all the dirt I have committed in the name of anger, rage and confusion; I feel people’s lives experienced an intrusion; thrown around as sand being tossed by wind of violence, silencing the mouth of critics who claim there’s no acquittal for sinners whose stingers inflicted a deadly wound; leaving them helpless; in need of a remedy; just as a harbinger of things to come that warn me of impending doom down the alley of life; cramped and rigid always trying to dodge the great mystery of the intrepid who truly are at a lost; as to the senseless acts done in the name of pride, lust, envy, hatred and greed at a very high cost; our beloved men and women, children who are really owed an apology, ever searching out the answer to all such questions that plague the human mind; delivering the ultimatum for any who are not kind; because they have no roots, got them shivering in their boots; buckled, shackled and bind down by fears and not tears; unchecked, not prohibited in scope only to find there’s no hope for which people can reach out for and grope; leaving one mentally doped, constantly seeking the antidote to the relentless division between black and white, Jew and Greek, freeman and slave, rich and poor, women and men, to this end we keep searching for a way to correct the past and erase our error at last.

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I Am

Wonders of yesterday have filled the skies with trouble, may I find my lust; we all know how fragile we are, limited by simile and metaphor—we are from clay; to know there’s purpose in people is an understatement; to see me is to read me, only not so openly; showing all of my colors; the windows are dark as they pale insignificantly against a dim light; however, that light is so bright!; for he has covered me with sheer terror, tremors and fright;