Poetry By Robin L.A. Shaw

Poetry Written by Robin L.A. Shaw

Lost

It is amazing how everything can change
in a moment
an instant
everything just fades away
trying to reclaim
the lost
the change
hiding the truth
the shame
the thing
the day
everything was lost
and just went away

Robin L.A. Shaw

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List of my Poems by name

  • Home
  • A Chair In A Room
  • How Could I Think About Ink
  • Lost
  • I Once Wrote A Poem
  • A Torn Book
  • Today I woke up
  • Live
  • To dream
  • The way life really is
  • Believe
  • That Feeling
  • The trees
  • Watching
  • I do not
  • Days
  • All the things
  • Running
  • I Wonder
  • Do you feel?
  • Right now
  • Dead Muse
  • Lonely Mitten.
  • When they ask
  • If I Die Tomorrow
  • Self Made Fog
  • The verb, Not the noun.
  • Wanted; The real thing
  • That Day
  • The Curtain Fell
  • February 29th: The Day That Never Happened
  • The Rain is Falling
  • What started it all?
  • Inside
  • My Worm
  • Last week I died.
  • For at least one hour.
  • Feeble
  • Can't Breathe
  • In this moment
  • Just one
  • Winter Moon
  • Fish
  • Blurred lines Muddy backgrounds
  • There is a version
  • The Swans will come.
  • Comprehension
  • Freedom
  • Envisioning Them
  • The Game
  • To Everyone
  • All the Echoes
  • Haze
  • Some days the bed is softer
  • You can't get me
  • Voices

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