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Prescott A. Robbins

About Prescott A. Robbins

Prescott was young for his age, then he got older. His parents owned a house on Lake Erie in Ohio. He and his wife moved to California in 1977, (they have one son and one granddaughter). Prescott watched tv a lot in the winter which became his learning center. He never read required reading books, for school. But he doesn't miss what he didn't know. The 50's and 60's sit-coms were most of his education. FFP is the first poetry site he's signed up with which took 35 years to submit. Prescott is a self taught writer and reader which means he has an approval rating of one. (He smiles softly.) He remembers his mom reading all the time. He says she had a zillion books. Over many years he grew to love reading and then one day he just started writing poems and short stories. He often wonders if he hadn't been dyslexic would he have read and wrote at all? Prescott helped deliver a 44ft. sailboat from Kona Hawaii to the Marquesas Islands Drove through a hurricane (no hands lost) over 4,300

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My wife and I were walking along a well worn path, huge old trees lining both sides of a slow moving stream on the edge of a cool dark eve. She asked "what did you say?"
I didn't say anything. But I did hear a hash lonely deep cry behind us up stream. We looked at each other and smiled knowing we've heard voices before.....
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- Posted on 08/17/24
in Earth Poems

The eclipse of a sinking heart
Shackles the mourning sky
Sifted through tired trees
Strangled in red moonlight

The eclipse of a sinking heart
Shackles the mourning sky
Sifted through tired trees
Strangled in red moonlight

The echo of the bullfrog's croak
Heaves its barreled chest
Not for air's might
But for sorrows last gasp

Its grip weighs heavy
Webbed fingers twist and pull
Hanging on to the lily
The currents endless drown

Alone in the twilight
where darkness drinks the glow
The hushed surface swallows
Whatever descends the soul

The trumpet flower silenced
By the wail of the bullfrog
Tangled
in
the
morass
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STANDS TO REASON

My brother-in-law had a stroke several years back. He was in the hospital and rehab for months. His legs did not respond to normal motor skills nor voice command. His left arm was not responding either. I wanted to help out be with him in this trial however i lived in Ca. and he was in Oh. So I wrote letters of encouragement. His type of relearning is long and pain-full and mentally devastating. Years working with therapist got him back on his feet. To celebrate he went to S. Carolina beach.
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- Posted on 08/08/24
in Anger Poems

Having a brother of the same heart.
Sitting on a shoreline I was crossed
So many miles apart.
I'd not be jealous nor envious anymore

Having a brother of the same heart.
Sitting on a shoreline I was crossed
So many miles apart.
I'd not be jealous nor envious anymore
In fact you'd make me proud.

Your eyes looking for me
the sea overcast.
One more time we'd walk together
before the task.

I'd tell you I'm honored
that in fact I'm in awe.
That you've endured the long test
flipping your nose at rehab.

Your younger than I
but not many years apart
and at times I've looked at you
as an older brother
as well as a young upstart.

I don't have the words
they've never come easy to me
I love you my brother
my friend
my eternal company.

---So as you sit shoreline
the sun on your back.
The surf knocking your knees
Warm surging sand swirling your dreams.

Please know I stand beside you
In your corner I've been.

So swim on through the surf
under the tow.
For I've never known you to give up,
give in.
To throw your towel into the ring.

We know the heavy waves shall come
Yet swimming against them together
they become half the size
they would have become.

Love ya bro
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I See You As Children Play
- Published: August 6, 2024
Loss In Ukraine

in War Poems

It's not just a name on some news flash
Or a call from a voice never wanted
It's your smile, your face
Holding tightly your embrace

It's not just a name on some news flash
Or a call from a voice never wanted
It's your smile, your face
Holding tightly your embrace

As

Echoes of our words
Sway to the ground

It's

Footfalls in the hallway
After we were told not to get up again
It's games and laughter
And meals together
The soul of our family in our town

Your favorite tree still stands
Charred, with new spring leaves
A chill as you climb to the top
Youth dangles just beyond the breeze

I SEE YOU

Running down the street

Our

Neighborhood friends in flight
Chasing after childhood dreams
While lightning severs the night

I SEE YOU

Traverse through the rubble
Preserving our ancestral right
Our love entwin together
Tears fall without your light

I SEE YOU

As a child playing

I SEE YOU

Pale and brave

I SEE YOU

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As.

Children.

Play.
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A Change For Self--Is Selfless
- Published: July 31, 2024
A Change For Self--Is Selfless

in Son Poems

You're older now but just twenty-five
A young man with a boy still inside
I've helped you grow
And I'm humbled by what I see

You're older now but just twenty-five
A young man with a boy still inside
I've helped you grow
And I'm humbled by what I see
You're a wonderful addition to our family tree

Please listen to me as time goes on
What I share with you is life's long song
There's a bond between us that cannot be broken
It's unspoken words of two men in focus

We look at each other and not not say a word
Yet we nod and know we've understood
I'm proud of you son you've grown strong and true
Your love completing the man in me too
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A very special poem - you make it clear that family matters above all. Very best wishes, Ann.

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Brothers
- Published: July 22, 2024
Feeling Free To Share Your Deepest Fears

in Fear Poems

My brother, my friend, flesh of eternal flesh.
I hold you tightly in my mind.
Our need of life is without words.
We say little to one another but are so alike.

My brother, my friend, flesh of eternal flesh.
I hold you tightly in my mind.
Our need of life is without words.
We say little to one another but are so alike.

We believe to share is to bare.
To give in is to be less then men.
Knowing about feelings is easy,
Saying them is the hard part.

What man would understand me
if I spoke of my hidden truths.
I no longer wish to live without life,
to walk alone, to be without feeling.

We will touch each others hearts
And feel the spirit of our souls.

With all my love, your brother.
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Red skies in the morning sailors take warning: you filled in the blanks from many years past. Great description!!!
Hard to understand for those who have not spent time flipping off mother nature far from shore. I raced the Great Lakes from 1958 though 1977 out of Mentor Harbor Yacht Club aboard a Tartan 41. My friends that didn't go out on the water either didn't believe me or couldn't understand why I would sail non stop for 24 to 60 hours thirty miles off-shore with no chance of rescue should one of the crew need emergence help.
What I still miss the most about the mid-west/Erie is the thunder and lighting of a northwestern squall howling down on us like a run-a-way freight train, one hand for the boat-one hand for yourself.
Thanks for the memories

Mentally I didn't feel good today. Didn't want to read or write, was dead set against it. I talked myself in to one poem------It was the right one! Always amazing how words may create or devastate/// today I chose right!!!

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Poems by Prescott A. Robbins

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STANDS TO REASON

I See You As Children Play

A Change For Self--Is Selfless

Brothers

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