Robin Ercole (robinwollff)

robinwollff

Robin Ercole

39 years old
Member since Feb 19, 2010
Writes from Freehold, United States
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Has written 30 comments.
Poetry is a magical realm of self exploring and self expressing.... there is no "right" or "wrong" way to write poetry - not today. One's poetry is one's truth; no matter how dark, difficult or even frivolous... Writing poetry is a gift that needs to be groomed and respected. It needs Time as well as Place. Be true to yourself, always. Be compassionate to others. Let the pen (or keyboard) do your thinking for you, as you let go of thought, and write with your fingers and heart. The rest will fall into Place. Love & Light. R.

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Darkness, My Old Friend

This is my truth, objective in the moment of it's creation; as good as irrelevant five minutes from now, for all I know, or care.

Enough with the Apathy already....

This is my RANT! My personal ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. Love it or hate it - matters not. WAKE UP! DO SOMETHING! That's what I want.

Don't Look Away

Apathy and indifference are the modern plagues of our times.... Human life has become cheaper than ever; people care only about themselves and their own immediate gratification; Helping another in need has been shoved to the bottom of the "to do" list, and to make ourselves feel better about it - we became very good at not seeing things, as we CHOOSE TO LOOK AWAY!!!! I'm rebelling against this disgusting new human trait; I am choosing to look; I am choosing to see, and I am choosing to do something. Start by looking to your right and left - If you really want to help, there are plenty of people that would be eternally grateful, right here in your own neighborhood. you can be one person's Angel; one child's hero. You don't need to save the world to make a difference. Just help ine person out. Love & Light.

Freedom of Choice

Hmmmmmm....... do we really have as much free will as we think? As we'd wish? When it really, really counts?

Eulogy to A.

There are really no words that can comfort one who is about to burry their child...

It Still Beats.

Being Human, is about making choices; Life is comprised of millions upon millions of choices we make. It's not enough to live. You need to CHOOSE, every day and every moment, how you want to live your life...

Fallen From Grace....

Together we stand. Divided we Fall.

As I Lost Myself

Life is an obstacle course; it is humanly impossible to negotiate it never stumbling, never falling down. The important thing is to be able to get up and keep going. We get better at it, if we choose right. Life is a precious gift, and it's all in your hands.