Posts by Bob Strum
LIFE ON EARTH
It may seem like repetition.
The traumas never
LIFE ON EARTH It may seem like repetition. The traumas never go away. There is a period of transition. But agony is here to stay. There’s no eviden...
LIFE ON EARTH It may seem like repetition. The traumas never go away. There is a period of transition. But agony is here to stay. There’s no eviden...
ANOTHER VIEW OF POETRY
A woman whom I thought I knew
Had read
ANOTHER VIEW OF POETRY A woman whom I thought I knew Had read some poetry I wrote. She said she offered me no thanks. My poems were no more than wank...
ANOTHER VIEW OF POETRY A woman whom I thought I knew Had read some poetry I wrote. She said she offered me no thanks. My poems were no more than wank...
GOD SAID TO ME
Not you again! Can’t you decide
Whether you
GOD SAID TO ME Not you again! Can’t you decide Whether you believe in me? I sometimes think you want to hide. Don’t you know that I can see All ...
GOD SAID TO ME Not you again! Can’t you decide Whether you believe in me? I sometimes think you want to hide. Don’t you know that I can see All ...
THE MORTAL CHAIN
I am merely a link
In an endless chain.
In a
THE MORTAL CHAIN I am merely a link In an endless chain. In a timeless chain. The common factor Is not only time,, They extend From forever To foreve...
THE MORTAL CHAIN I am merely a link In an endless chain. In a timeless chain. The common factor Is not only time,, They extend From forever To foreve...
A LAND OF BURNING PLAINS
I weep for you, Australia.
It is
A LAND OF BURNING PLAINS I weep for you, Australia. It is different today. You may be prone to failure, But I love you anyway. I remember times of ha...
A LAND OF BURNING PLAINS I weep for you, Australia. It is different today. You may be prone to failure, But I love you anyway. I remember times of ha...
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
There is nothing
Left for me to
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO SAY There is nothing Left for me to say. I have looked into The inner recesses Of my soul. There are doors Which are locked...
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO SAY There is nothing Left for me to say. I have looked into The inner recesses Of my soul. There are doors Which are locked...
SHARED MUSIC
I’ve read much poetry and I can see,
There are
SHARED MUSIC I’ve read much poetry and I can see, There are many themes, which recur. Not quite the same, but often they may be So alike, that one...
SHARED MUSIC I’ve read much poetry and I can see, There are many themes, which recur. Not quite the same, but often they may be So alike, that one...
WHY MANKIND?
Who were the mules who had transported
WHY MANKIND? Who were the mules who had transported souls, Protecting them in a strange atmosphere Where they could travel in an alien space Safe fr...
WHY MANKIND? Who were the mules who had transported souls, Protecting them in a strange atmosphere Where they could travel in an alien space Safe fr...
PEACE ON EARTH
Life changes. All Eras are not the same.
I grew
PEACE ON EARTH Life changes. All Eras are not the same. I grew up in Sydney during the war, After which the great flood of migrants came, Although ma...
PEACE ON EARTH Life changes. All Eras are not the same. I grew up in Sydney during the war, After which the great flood of migrants came, Although ma...
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