Benjamin Arthur Robinson - Author
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A silent stream

A silent stream, a quiet moment of soliloquy, a dream, a daydream, sat here looking for simplicity, and finding it in the sunshine, alone, alone here by the stream, with the leaves falling off of the trees, and floating away so gently past, as I calmly sit in the gentle breeze, and as I sit […]

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A shot fired

A shot fired, a warning shot, a barrage of anger and pain, yes, she says, do not look at me as if I am stupid, I smelt the perfume on your clothing, now, isn't it time that we go our separate ways? A man caught in his girlfriend’s furious gaze, lost for words with guilt […]

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A short walk

A short walk, a short walk down the riverbank. A brief stroll amongst the grass. A brief stroll to gaze, at the lilies on the water and at the cranes, the cranes who stand there so gloriously, and who fly so beautifully, up into and across the sky as I pass, and what beauty there […]

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A scream

Amongst the trees, there is a scream, a scream that pierces the air, a scream of frustration, a scream of aggravation from somewhere, a shattered dream, an agony, an agony revealed from the distance, an agony apparently without anyone except me to care, and how piercing it is as the wind it howls, and the […]

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A new day

A new day, a new dawn, a new life, the bright colours of the flowers of spring, here sat in the sunshine, by the pool, embraced by you, and your welcoming, your welcoming arms, and your charms, oh, what wonders you bring, what wonders, that make me feel like a king, and what a glorious […]

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A mood

A mood may come and go, a mood may stay, the weather may come and go, but I wish it would be balanced, and even for my mental health, and not be so frequently one of morbidity, for this is what these grey clouds and this rain does to me, for it brings me a […]

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A moment

A moment, as if in slow motion as you come into view, and when you do, I am always wary of you, beautiful you, broken you, damaged you, because in you, there is anxiety, and insanity, and your cold heart it is ready to bring misery I see, and you, as you stand before me, […]

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A long walk in the Caribbean

A long walk amongst the trees and the plants, and the ferns and the lush vegetation, a tropical climb up, up hills with views of the Caribbean seas, and with views of the glorious sandy beaches, oh, how beautiful it is a long walk amongst the trees, and the plants and the ferns and the […]

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A little plane

A little plane across the sky, a little plane and I wonder where it is going and why. A little plane across the sky, and I wonder how far as humans we travel in our lives, how far we travel in our footsteps, how far we travel on bicycles and in cars, and in trams […]

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A little lost

A little lost, a little lost in the mist and the fog, upon the grassy hill, where time seemingly stops, as I am stood by the foot of the trees, under the soil, there lays a box, there lays a box, a simple box, with the hair of my lost love in a locket, overlooking […]

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