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Robert Oliva Sep 8
I KNEW IT WOULD BE NEVER. *

It’s Rough to Admit you pushed Truth away, especially when it’s near .
Overtaken by a clouded mind that wouldn’t see it clear. 
Shaken, frozen in place, forcing a smile born of recurring fear. Tentatively advising   HER(?), while whistling past the hollow
“Follow  not your heart”, sounding not profound , a magic rescue won’t appear,  as I hear my  futile diction trying hard to steer a tired fiction  to her inattentive  ear. 
Measure not the figment dance , nor the ticking clock of scant romance , knowing rare chance For love real has disappeared 
Realizing my dream prepared was still very much  untaken
Leaping into just a wishful thinking trust? a flawed presumption and sadly so mistaken 
Freshly bruised , Neatly brushed, newly wise, now must adjust , design function search to find
true love robust  and not forsaken. 
Bobby O
246 · Sep 10
INCIDENCE
Robert Oliva Sep 10
INCIDENCE
A Warning left unheeded
Circled back to extract a toll  When and where nonchalance staked it’s imbedded presence is difficult to know
Worse yet was WHY
Fastened to Duality Gripping desperate each extreme
A manufactured reality
A one lane scene of encroaching beams
It’s hubris and its ego it’s mistakes that feed a stubborn ugly thing  it’s a tornado we saw coming Strangers stare , aware of destruction that it brings
Bobby O
191 · Sep 13
BEAUTY IN SURRENDER
Robert Oliva Sep 13
BEAUTY in SURRENDER
Shaking out tensions , I exhale ,Drifting now with shuttered eyes, In mere seconds appears my prize    Her beauty postures a Truth  unmatched , she reaches out from the peaceful vision in my mind
A gentle touch, indelibly attached In reality and in dream , My soul now joyous in a forever bond captured by her Love Supreme.
Bobby O
93 · Aug 26
THIS DAY A WINDMILL
Robert Oliva Aug 26
THIS DAY A WINDMILL
The Windmill ruled with motion but today it was just still
An unadjusted stance and ungathered blades askance
A Frozen Titan statued from breezes nil

A wish for wind desired, needed, unconsidered by half its kinetic pair, this a breach that can’t be reached or achieved or earned or fair

The Titan’s magic coarsely halted , a status bent with all recourse bare
A sentence ****** by Nature”s fuss a captive ‘til
Nature deems to submit its share

The day she said she no longer loved me
She denied the one more chance I yearned
She held nature’s power over my destiny
Now she can’t be reached with no change achieved or earned
Like that windmill stilled , stripped of choice and will,
A captive’s fate
A bitter pill
Bobby O


69 · Sep 25
HIP HOP EVOKES JAZZ
Robert Oliva Sep 25
Thelonius Reborn as the Dee Oh Double Gee

If we rhyme metaphorically , reach back historically, spit out new styles  just like Miles, compose tunes that Trane, John Coltrane, would be proud to compile, or like the Bird, Charlie Parker, bravely brake rules, take take take, the music apart, do you  honor Darwinian progress? Do you demand excellent art? Then you might might be from Hip- Hop,  yeah, that's where many geniuses start. The way each style, with its own honed sharpened edge, achieved unique prominence,  it’s just Chi Town Commonsense.
It's simple, it's like nature, there is no fakers, take Kanye West or Chet Baker. Satchmo begets Biggy, Tupac was influenced by Dizzy. Our Discerning ears are blessed each time new evolutions arise, that redesign and define, unleashing musical highs with no conpromise. Parallels and similarities to cool people like you should be no suprise. Stretching art just for art's sake, eyes eyes eyes, on no other prize.
They got Words and Chords fired with a furious frenzy and a ferocious fluidity. Lines and rhymes scatted so scathingly slow they create this surreal serenity. It Might have you boppin to Hampton, Sir Duke , or Miss Ella? Or tip you to trippin on Twista,  Tribe Quest, Rockafella.
Monk and Snoop, Thelonius and the  D. O. Double G ,they both got game.. Basie the Count, The Clan of Wu Tang, the same. Dedicating days, weeks, even years carefully, lovingly crafting perfection. Giants, and I do mean Giants,  of Hip- Hop and Jazz,share that improvisational connection.
But alas, amidst greatness we are graced, and humbly  each day,I say, Let's embrace the soulful caress that each genre conveys. That Cool Cat may take hip- hop, that Pretty Lady may take jazz, or you can twist the order around. Cause each delivers a pleasure that is non- stop, and that, my amazing people,  is How Music should Sound!!
Bobby O





64 · Sep 9
A HEART ALIVE
Robert Oliva Sep 9
A HEART ALIVE
A poem, an optimistic tome, came across my eye, it included and insisted on some rules we all should live by. On your sleeve the rested hopeful heart should reside, carry nothing you must hide , fueled by rule apart from flimsy cliche’ no Dionysius wine in vessel clay shall steer your mapped traveling way, Gaining altruistic sense sparks a bettering afore a gifted granite strength to breach New day. Live Long, Live Strong, Let Strengthened Heart lead til Life’s Last Tragic Play
Bobby O
Robert Oliva Aug 19
CAN’T COUNT FOXES IN THE TREES
Except for the T-shirt with the bull’s-eye in the middle of the chest, she usually didn’t give me gifts, but I digress, Let’s do what’s best as these are  phrases of purpose proving that streams of conscious fail , as  they just get you near, inexact lasers  red dots absent , but the soapbox is sincere

So though short  of certain clever, we should not now or never , abandon or fear it’s true  intent. An exotic condiment , a fresh cut freestyle edge is nourishment To stir our souls , This creative domain must remain
To  dilute cliche’, to strain mundane until the conversational melody is such that we need not explain.

We  could mold sophisticates into words that may somehow rebirth as lyrics. but we’ll go back to that another time, but first, why did I fear it? When I was in the forest that time, when she attempted a simple  rhyme , it did remind of that Spinner’s  song that’s upside down like howdy doody your clowns too , they’re all laughing at you and why were they even there and  didn’t say or stay in the middle of the road? I didn’t have no time to count the foxes hidden in the trees today and she didn’t have no time to be a decent person,  and the random gifts didn’t give me any lift.

That  was just her way of hinting that she was going away, like howdy do,  your clowns too? I don’t want them laughing at you. I don’t care if you’re on the side or in the ditch there’s no middle there’s no road, but  Phillippe  said how could I let you get away,  I had hope she’s going to stay. I’m feeling that if she loves  or leaves I wont even lift a finger, I don’t think I’ll even think or grieve ,  maybe not even linger when  noticing  she wont be sitting next to me at the ball game.  

Smirking now and not wondering how this before never empty seat shouts intimacy subtracted and belated , Yeah, this ends not complicated,  just simple cause and effect, with quick pause to collect , Sharing out loud  a dialect between me and  my companioned voice of mind , because my sanity is going to wake as  them or they or she intakes These  lyrics.  I hope they’re fair, but admitting something anyway ,I’m a little scared to share and the end will be and bring us somewhere.

Put a little jazz riff to it , I’m thinking she oughta put a little musica to it , and I’ll abet and let, so she  can visit if she insists. Will there  be a view that’s crowned most fun to see? Probably she won’t tell me. With or without  her screams and silken sheets, that or not  that , this episode will be complete
BobbyO
61 · Sep 18
SOLAR POWER
Robert Oliva Sep 18
SOLAR POWER
Riding around town with all the windows down street musicians not getting Rich on Tips share their rich new sound ladies  glisten as they listen and walk
Flares of new seasoned smiles a clue to their passion for fun
We review  their fresh summer  fashion
Knowing  they noticed that  Inspirational Sun
Bobby O
58 · Sep 16
DICHOTOMY
Robert Oliva Sep 16
Dichotomy
This explanation so necessary likely won’t qualify
This situation so contrary  contritely won’t satisfy
A Dickensian nod prods the worst of confusion
Concurrently claiming Best expected solution
Yet simultaneously indicating this said logic visits delusion
There were and are many days I prayed we could fasten connection juxtaposed as if to achieve balance warped with the wounds of rejection
A passionate Yin and a Yang of fires warmth and it’s burn
A scarred heart first filled with a hope that soon  turns to hoping to learn
To run and to hide is the choice rated only
A directioned path to abide
If I didn’t fear lonely
Bobby O
Robert Oliva Sep 27
All these words are jumbled  and presented without plan or effort , which one or is it all ? Is the emperor showing off his suit  like sheep the comments fall in line n’er a critical retort , is it fear that has closed your mind , tossing bouquets and blowing kisses followed by the disingenuous  let’s go lunch or brunch or maybe we should crunch all these soled and failed attempts   Wake up   Help someone and tell the truth when work is bad bust  the bubble , 8 out of 10 ate droning  complaining ing   whoa is me pity me read my drivel and I’ll read yours. MOST OF THESE POEMS SHOULD EMBARRASS YOU !
58 · Sep 24
NO SENSE GUESSING
Robert Oliva Sep 24
NO SENSE GUESSING
Sometimes becomes always when the glint in her eye is real
Or it becomes forever to measure how long a mothers love is real Sometimes  it stays sometimes with her promise to kick her habit
And sometimes Sometimes morphs to never when lies built love and you can’t grab it
And Sometimes we start over facing Vegas Odds so Long
Sometimes our inside us Hero awakens and rights the Wrong
And Sometimes we know that Always
We earned this place that we Belong!
Bobby O
57 · Sep 16
THE STUBBORN ROAD
Robert Oliva Sep 16
THE STUBBORN ROAD

I know, i recognize, i realize, i can't deny. My heart skips a little beat,
Sometimes i struggle just to breathe.
Never before did i believe that  the love that i now feel is the reason why, why we dare to hope and dream, that the best that  life can bring can humbly be achieved when we find love.

I thought i always knew about love,
It's in songs and lot's of books.
I tried and tried to live without love,
Selfish was the road i took.
U taught me life was all about love,
A fact too many overlook,
Now life's defined by ur love,
Opened my eyes, im glad i looked.
Bobby O
55 · Sep 16
MAGIC OF WORDS
Robert Oliva Sep 16
Magic of Words
The freedom to survey, the challenge to convey starts with first light each day
Noticing of course that it's a therapeutic force
a personal source of delight that carries from dawn to twilight
Rage rage against  unfair moments, pave pave the way for fair ascent. Make a difference if I can , learn from Queens and honored man. Write write, disperse it or lock it w a key, just interact w this universe and find your destiny.
Bobby O





55 · Sep 8
HANDSOME
Robert Oliva Sep 8
TAKE YOUR MEDICINE.   Phillippe  said how could I let her get away? I did have hope that she was going to stay. I’m feeling that if she loves  or leaves I wont even lift a finger, I don’t think I’ll even think or grieve ,  maybe not even linger when  noticing  she wont be sitting next to me at the ball game.  

Smirking now and not wondering how this before never empty seat shouts intimacy subtracted and belated , Yeah, this ends not complicated,  just simple cause and effect, with quick pause to collect , Sharing out loud  a dialect between me and  my companioned voice of mind , because my sanity is going to wake as  them or they or she intakes These  lyrics.  I hope they’re fair, but admitting something anyway ,I’m a little scared to share and the end will be and bring us somewhere.

Put a little jazz riff to it , I’m thinking she oughta put a little musica to it , and I’ll abet and let, so she  can visit if she insists. Will there  be a view that’s crowned most fun to see? Probably she wouldn’t tell me. With or without  her screams and silken sheets, that or not  that , this episode will be complete
BobbyO
54 · Sep 9
BEAUTY IN SURRENDER
Robert Oliva Sep 9
BEAUTY in SURRENDER
Shaking out tensions , I exhale ,Drifting now with shuttered eyes, In mere seconds appears my prize    Her beauty postures a Truth  unmatched , she reaches out from the peaceful vision in my mind
A gentle touch, indelibly attached In reality and in dream , My soul now joyous in a forever bond captured by her Love Supreme.
Bobby O
Robert Oliva Aug 20
Thelonious  Reborn as the Dee Oh Double Gee

If we rhyme metaphorically , reach back historically, spit out new styles  just like Miles, compose tunes that Trane, John Coltrane, would b proud to compile, or like the Bird, Charlie Parker, bravely brake rules, take take take, the music apart, do you  honor Darwinian progress? Do you demand excellent art? Then you might might b from Hip- Hop,  yeah, that's where many geniuses start.
It's simple, it's like nature, there is no fakers, take Kanye West or Chet Baker. Satchmo begets Biggy, Tupac was influenced by Dizzy. Discerning ears are blessed each time new evolutions arise, that redesign and define, unleashing musical highs with no conpromise. Parallels and similarities to cool people like you shud b no suprise. Stretching art just for art's sake, eyes eyes eyes, on no other prize.
Words and Chords fired with a furious frenzy and a ferocious fluidity. Lines and rhymes scatted so scathingly slow they create this surreal serenity. Might have you boppin to Hampton, Sir Duke , or Miss Ella? Or tip you to trippin on Twista,  Tribe Quest, Rockafella.
Monk and Snoop, Thelonius and the  D. O. Double G ,they both got game.. Basie the Count, Clan of Wu Tang, the same. Dedicating days, weeks, even years carefully, lovingly crafting perfection. Giants, and I do mean Giants,  of Hip- Hop and Jazz,share that improvisational connection.
But alas, amidst greatness we are graced, and humbly  each day,I say, Let's embrace the soulful caress that each genre conveys. That Cool Cat may take hip- hop, that Pretty Lady may take jazz, or you can twist the order around. Cause each delivers a pleasure that is non- stop, and that, my amazing people,  is How Music should Sound!!
Bobby O





49 · Sep 2
AWESTRUCK
Robert Oliva Sep 2
AWESTRUCK
Floating through , fourteen steps from my view , she was the energy in the parlor. Politicals, 5 Stars, Ambassadors alike, each held a word on their tongue , blurt, shrug, defray, sparse and naked  of clamor ,how quickly caustic recourse surrendered , fourteen steps away , now all puffery gladdened to join Pageant extras. I wondered , were there moments Marylyn left her charisma askew? keenly aware  her hypnotic control ruled mostly the men , but the ladies too. Not with jealous eye but engaging admires no questionnaire could ratify. No one will tell cuz no one Can tell. Somewhere ago the accident became weapon , even 56 consecutive buys only a florist list. It was all too short. It is all majestically measured, above even the four carved granitely. Wishing only she cooed and whispered less in that one song, she hated that she showed up Jackie.
Bobby O
40 · Sep 29
I LEFT
Robert Oliva Sep 29
I LEFT
Now I’m gone and you should’ve known
That I’d be gone when all your Coven costumes  were sewn , with duplicity and  lies you tried to keep the story intact. You surprised me with the  ease of deceit you were enabled to enact
A tale of flawed origin?
Why did we even interact?
Now I’m gone, and I think you should’ve known,
I had to be gone,  I saw those  evil seeds you’ve sown with a clever construct of lies that you used as a disguise. Now I need a vaccination spiritually wise, all your excuses and your stories I’ve come to despise
so I am gone and you should’ve known
Just look around and  see that now I’m  gone.
This cat has flown
the coop or whatever you call it I’m not around anymore so call up whatchamacallit,
because now I’m gone and you sure should’ve known
Bobby O
39 · Sep 21
CEASELESS WONDER
Robert Oliva Sep 21
CEASELESS WONDER
A choice unknown, an unblessed sojourn of wonder , this smile newly owned possessed guile to turn quite under
Common parlance sets the perfect cover as curious or desired surprise defines for most who render Wonder

I seek to reach exotic heights rare as a Black Swan , viewed through the absent glare of a pitch black night
A measured pleasure of euphoric bliss
I would ten times run Heinous gauntlets of mythical risks
A Celestial Excursion to prove greatest Wonder exists
One more minute with my Mother, this desperate dream of coveted wonder ceaselessly persists
Bobby O
38 · Aug 19
CARVING
Robert Oliva Aug 19
There are those dislodged by misfortune that still must carve a path. 
One man one case
barraged by weight of all the world’s wrath 
Twisted  strife, pure wickedness , that speaks to mythical duress joining  the sharpened knife of heaviness
no more regrets did coalesce

while uncertainty stoked that blazing fire of hope
shifting  promises that interloped
He is not naive
Boldly quick to commit
his calloused veneer a symbol that he’d never quit 

A sacred pact
regathered powers and
Steadied aim to plunge direct , With hardened heart, he’s hard to fool so he knew the saddest part. 
Before him bare
She drew his stare 
He dropped pretense and fed his caution to the storm 

His vigor could save humanity , those alive and those yet born
Then maniacally  like when Eve first Knew that Eden snake 
A punished travail seared deep within , Twas Satan’s Laugh that made him shake ,
a  silent scream and teary nod, his heart and body barely whole, a disaster uninvited, has exploded the atoms of his soul
Bobby O
Robert Oliva Oct 19
AND THE WORLD WILL BE BETTER FOR THIS
A dire quest now requires a friend to rescue a friend
To get deep enough into situations to risk awkward 
to be brave enough with no vacillation,  to go onward
To recognize delicacy, be armed with intricacy, reversing inaccuracy born of those who have come from before , yet still dive  straight into the maelstrom, with no detour designed , advice to heed warnings you quickly decline. Ready to bravely, plow through   shocked faces on enemies that think they have won
Yet you Realize that  this battle , this war, well it’s just begun. They should expect no pity under this ****** sun. This merciless story shall find them engaged  by an army of one , on a mission to rescue , before it’s too late before your best friend forever meets an ominous fate
You proceed with pure valor without question or pause, Windmills be ******, you’d March straight through holy hell for this heavenly cause
BOBBY O
35 · Oct 30
LEFT TURN
Robert Oliva Oct 30
LEFT TURN

Left turn, left turn 4 straight times,
I'm on an oval with no finish line.
Unanswered questions racing thru my mind, u drove away and took love's exit sign, and left me behind with left turn, left turn 4 more times.

No one goes thru life without making mistakes, You put your pride aside and face the trouble you make. When you hold someone's heart you hold life's highest stakes. Then you treat me like a pitstop, my emotions ain't fake.

Like the myth of Sisyphus and his uncompleatable task, love moved slowly up the mountain but fell real fast, now I'm caught in the Minataur's maze doomed to retrace the past, to escape the unescapable is all that i ask. Love once invincible, unbreakable, now shattered like glass.

Cuz these left turns are a bad design, let's take a right turn to the finish line. The only oval would  be a diamond with brilliant shine. We'd ride away together, and leave the Left Turns behind.

Bobby O


Comparing NASCAR to a women leaving me
34 · Nov 10
GATHERING WONDER
Robert Oliva Nov 10
GATHERING WONDER
A path unknown, a festive sojourn of wonder , this smile newly owned does possess guile to reach the top  from way down under
Common parlance sets the perfect cover as curious or desired surprise defines for most who render Wonder

I seek to reach exotic heights rare as a Black Swan viewed through absent glare of pitch black night
A measured pleasure of euphoric bliss
I would ten times run fire gauntlets of mythical risks
A Celestial Odyssey proving surely , it  exists
One more minute, one more smile my  dream of holding wonder ceaselessly persists
Bobby O
Robert Oliva Nov 14
SHE POINTED TO FOXES IN THE TREES
Except for the T-shirt with the bull’s-eye in the middle of the chest, she usually didn’t give me gifts, but I digress, Let’s do what’s best as these are  phrases of purpose proving that my streams of conscious fail , as  they fail to get me near, but this  soapbox is sincere

So though short  of certain clever, not now or never , Should I fear true  content , abandoning our love her planned intent. Love is An exotic condiment , with its fresh cut edge as nourishment. A Freestyle journey To stir our souls , Freedom within this creative domain must remain a sacred honest endeavor To  dilute cliche’, to strain mundane until the conversational melody is such that we need not explain.

We  could mold sophisticates into words that may somehow rebirth as lyrics. but we’ll go back to that another time, but first, why did I fear it? When I was in the forest that time, when she attempted a simple  rhyme , it did remind of that Spinner’s  song that’s upside down like howdy doody your clowns too , they’re all laughing at you and why were they even there and  didn’t say or stay in the middle of the road? I didn’t have no time to count the foxes hidden in the trees today and she didn’t have no time to be a decent person,  and the random gifts didn’t give me any lift.

That  was just her way of hinting that she was going away, like howdy do,  your clowns too? I don’t want them laughing at you. I don’t care if you’re on the side or in the ditch there’s no middle there’s no road when she left she left my mind on overload
Bobby O
And I’m still confused
I WISH IT WERE A SHE
Progress pushes around the bend when we seek truth and  when pretending ends
Success slips and dips  if the fear of change remains a stowaway
Pretense can then  command it’s sour presence and blurs any blueprint charted toward the healing progress we intend
Ego driven Men, whose Past  admittance of mistakes has never found its place
An Existence of unchecked Density
Blind with pride  their shared propensity
This predilection points to man A battle stand and half of a plan
Testosterone leak inside the brain ? Consider instead , Women who have a plenty and ready brilliance claimed and place aside false pride and fame.
. A fair and humble pure agenda, powerfully joined by strengths conjoined , in spirit and in body and everyone alive. Let’s Decide that Women Should guide the Human Race, let double X guide with Lady Grace Poised to birth her plan for us to thrive Govern just and wise to keep hope alive
Bobby O
It’s the logical choice
32 · Oct 31
MY HOKEY POKEY PLAN
Robert Oliva Oct 31
MY HOKEY POKEY PLAN
When she opened that note,
my best hope was that just a little would go wrong
She’d read my poems But not my disguise
Scribbled lines, a message plagiarized , read like lyrics to a song, A Hokey Pokey of twisted limbs and all were in and they didn’t belong
Tuned to dials middle where the signal strength was strong , the white girls danced to bubble gum but I needed to hear a Smokey song
“More joy than time could ever  destroy” got me smiles , maybe a peck,  , wasn’t hard to guess what’s coming next.
Busted, that one in ten friend blended truth into her ear and , well, when cause was lost , that was very very clear. Some tears and jeers, guilt trips and fingers flipped
One would think that plan extinct
But I’d circle back and double down Next move employed Masterful Hijinks
“This is no fiction, this is no act”
Yeah that’s from Smokey I’d say
I’m was unable to communicate any other way. I knew you’d know and I’m anxious to come clean,
You are for me all that I’ve ever dreamed. Her smiled softened gladdened that I told her truth,
was this a glory day or proof of misspent youth?
31 · Oct 15
SPINNING CONCLUSION
Robert Oliva Oct 15
SPINNING CONCLUSION
Phillippe  said how could I let her get away? I did have hope that she was going to stay. I’m feeling that if she loves  or leaves I wont even lift a finger, I don’t think I’ll even think or grieve ,  maybe not even linger when  noticing  she wont be sitting next to me at the ball game.  

Smirking now and not wondering how this before never empty seat shouts intimacy subtracted and belated , Yeah, this ends not complicated,  just simple cause and effect, with quick pause to collect , Sharing out loud  a dialect between me and  my companioned voice of mind , because my sanity is going to wake as  them or they or she intakes These  lyrics.  I hope they’re fair, but admitting something anyway ,I’m a little scared to share and the end will be and bring us somewhere.

Put a little jazz riff to it , I’m thinking she oughta put a little musica to it , and I’ll abet and let, so she  can visit if she insists. Will there  be a view that’s crowned most fun to see? Probably she wouldn’t tell me. With or without  her screams and silken sheets, that or not  that , this episode will be complete
BobbyO
30 · Nov 6
FINALLY WE SEE
Robert Oliva Nov 6
FINALLY WE SEE
Progress pushes around the bend when we seek truth and  when pretending ends
Success slips and dips  if the fear of change remains a stowaway
Pretense can then  command it’s sour presence and blurs any blueprint charted toward the healing progress we intend
Ego driven Men, whose Past  admittance of mistakes has never found its place
An Existence  without Density
Blind with pride  their shared propensity
This predilection points to man A battle stand and half of a plan
Testosterone leak inside the brain ? Consider instead , Women who have a plenty and ready brilliance claimed and place aside false pride and fame.
. A fair and humble pure agenda, powerfully joined by strengths conjoined , in spirit and in body and everyone alive. Let’s Decide that Women Should Lead  the Human Race, a double X guides our future bright and with
Lady Grace we all shall thrive.  With reward an Oval powered and led by she , but first a delicious to absorb dismantling they don’t yet see
For many , unwrapping this present will be satisfying.
Bobby O

I am a strong advocate of women being in charge
Robert Oliva Nov 14
AND THE WORLD WILL BE BETTER FOR THIS
A dire quest now requires a friend to rescue a friend
To get deep enough into situations to risk awkward 
to be brave enough with no vacillation,  to go onward
To recognize delicacy, be armed with intricacy, reversing inaccuracy born of those who have come from before , yet still dive  straight into the maelstrom, with no detour designed , advice to heed warnings you quickly decline. Ready to bravely, plow through   shocked faces on enemies that think they have won
Yet you Realize that  this battle , this war, well it’s just begun. They should expect no pity under this ****** sun. This merciless story shall find them engaged  by an army of one , on a mission to rescue , before it’s too late before your best friend forever meets an ominous fate
You proceed with pure valor without question or pause, Windmills be ******, you’d March straight through holy hell for this heavenly cause
BOBBY O
25 · Nov 3
HABITS THAT BUILD
Robert Oliva Nov 3
HABITS THAT BUILD
This time,I wish this chapter was all about days of sun and fantasy ,
Not to escape but rather to put in place a plan that’s captures strategy
Cornering all things easy
ignoring catcalls meant to dare , to retrace  best steps like Fred Astaire  , to display exacting clarity. Discover and deliver rarity,
A plan to steer the many
Toward an honest spin on how to win , a successful plan for any.
Bobby O

Little by little, incremental progress, and the willingness to share and help
The Sense to Shake it Off
She chose bold prose her lyrics overt
Expertly aimed with intention to hurt
Might Swifty style define her revenge and her plan
Bare assed and shout loud I’m no longer her man
No terms no discussion
No battles no War
Why bother complaining
What is it good for
BobbyO
She decided
17 · 3d
MAGIC OF WORDS
Magic of Words
The freedom to survey, the challenge to convey starts with first light each day
Noticing of course that it's a therapeutic force
a personal source of delight that carries from dawn to  twilight
Rage rage against  unfair moments, pave pave the way for fair ascent. Make a difference if I can , learn from Queens and honored man. Write write, disperse it or lock it w a key, just interact w this universe and find your destiny.
Bobby O





We all try to express using words to convey emotion and Here and there we luck into something worth sharing

— The End —