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Partners, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Partners

The morning peeks over the horizon
Sending a light kiss through the room’s window
It is special signal to let me know
That another new day had now begun

My quiet moments of dreaming are done
Jolting sleeping energy it’s time go
With much vim and vigor cannot be slow
Downing nourishment my engine will hum

Going out the sun follows me to work
Into the green fields to help the crops grow
The sun is my partner in this wonder

From many daily chores no choice to shirk
For there is so much to the land I owe
Will labor until the sun goes under

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Magic, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Edvard Munch, Two Human Beings. The Lonely Ones (1905)

Magic

There’s such a magical moment
When you’re ever close by my side
But sad when you’re at a distant
There’s such a magical moment
To feel your kisses so potent
Giving feelings that I can’t hide
There’s such a magical moment
When you’re ever close by my side

Writer’s Block, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Writer’s Block

Fixating on an off white wall
My mind is blindly stagnated
Can’t develop a thought at all
Fixating on an off white wall
Nothing on paper could I scrawl
My mind is about clear as mud
Fixating on an off white wall
My mind is blindly stagnated

It is the wall and not my mind
Can’t have a tree without a seed
How could I be so batty blind
It is the wall and not my mind
Without maps treasure I can’t find
Without a partner I can’t breed
It is the wall and not my mind
Can’t have a tree without a seed

Best I go to the great outdoors
To find what the world is about
Plan to take daily walking tours
Best I go to the great outdoors
Let the wildlife be my mentors
They should remove at least some doubt
Best I go to the great outdoors
To find what the world is about

Can This Be, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Can This Be

Can this be what is known as love
This fever that embraces me
Burning deep in my weakened heart
Why is it I must feel this way

This fever that embraces me
My breath surely it takes away
Making me a more easy prey
For now I have no resistance

My breath it surely takes away
To the point of desiring death
Mumbling strange words that make no sense
As my thoughts are all about her

To the point of desiring death
Ridding me of this awful pain
All because of feelings for her
Can this be what is known as love

Persistent Bee, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Persistent Bee

I’m a bee flying here and there
Seeking what is bright and real sweet
Always looking at what they wear
I’m a bee flying here and there
Looking for one for whom I’d care
She is out there. I’m eager to meet
I’m a bee flying here and there
Seeking what is bright and real sweet