By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Bow down to the sun Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am I bow down to the sun, and I bask in its heat, and I wonder at it, because it tis such a sublime sight… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Both Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Both, both of these things, both of these things they are not you, not the real you and the jealousy, and the bitterness, that… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Bore Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am The world sometimes is a frightful bore, for it leaves us be mostly, so, we do not leave it alone anymore, and we try… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Books Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Books, books, acres of books, poor trees savaged because of their looks, and their usefulness to humanity. Poor trees formed into something, that they… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Body Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Body. Body bag, body bag, it drags, and it drags, the body bag, leaving a killer, feeling glad, killer, feeling glad. Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Body moving Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Body moving, stretching and a yawn, stretching and a yawn at the break of dawn, waking the sleep from the eyes, mesmerised, by the… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Blue and yellow Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Blue and yellow, in the sky, blue and yellow, colours fading into each other, and clouds radiant, and so gloriously bathed in colour, and… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Blood money Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Lipstick kisses, the streets late at night, holding hands in the city, as money changes hands, and bullets are loaded in a gun, ready… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Blindly on Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Some people stumble blindly on, blinkered and scared, and do not know or wish to know, the root of what is wrong, and some… Read more →
By Benjamin Arthur Robinson© Benjamin Arthur Robinson 2026 Blinding Poetry July 5, 2026 2:03 am Blinding, blinding lights, beauty as beauty as can be, bright bright light, glorious sun, yellow in all its colours, and with all its beams,… Read more →