Archives For Life and Death


The Land Above And The Land Below©

Copyright 2013

By Felina Silver Robinson


Death knocks at the door of the wicked

Death knocks at the door of the innocent

Spirits beckon for answers but no one responds

Can you hear me they call out

They’re lost in the swirls of deception

No one comes to lead them to destiny

Wait, an angel appears for the innocent

A creäture of sorts for the wicked

The good go up

And the wicked go down

Promises made

Promises broken

No one is certain what lies ahead now

Stories told

May not be the life you are now living

Stay honest

Stay true

Only good can come to you

Here or there

Sins still follows

Best beware

Someones still always watching

Both in the land above

and the land below

sky high


Sky-High, Looking Down on You©

Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright 2014


I soar overhead

Looking down on all that you do

I see some scurry on their way to work

Others are off to school

I see old man Parker sitting on his porch stoop

All the pigeons gather with their beaks out

Waiting for their morning bread

Mr. Lee opens up his market

Placing fruits and vegetables outside his door

Officer Bill walks his morning beat

And Lucy’s out for her morning jog

All these things I miss

Now that I soar in the sky-high above you

I feel displaced here in limbo

Hoping for something different from what I now have

More like I was use too so long ago

If only it was yesterday

And all could be done again

Maybe, just maybe

I’d be back there with you again

Until then I stay sky-high, looking down on you

My Poem of the Day


Jack of All Trades©

I’ll do anything you ask of me

I can do almost anything

That in which I don’t know

I will learn just for you

I’m never willing to be defeated by anything

There is no such phrase as

I can’t

or I don’t know how

You ask and I am willing

Willing to go to the end of the world

Just not to disappoint you

I’ll cook your dinner

I’ll clean your clothes

Heck, I’ll even shop with you or for you

and Put your kids to bed

You give me purpose

You give me a reason

about why I’m alive

I’m your Jack of all trades

Copyright 2014

Jack of All Trades©

Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day


Fading Into the Darkness©

I slip slowly into the darkness

I watch the last glimmer of light fade along with me

Voices faintly heard and just about gone

Memories evaporated that are lost on me now

My size no longer matters

I no longer feel bad about my weight

No one to cackle at my clothes

I no longer care when I’m indisposed

Because no one sees but me

And those like me

Couldn’t be bothered

I miss the life I once had

But now I have choice with no demands

I’m now as peace for

The darkness shed me a new light

Copyright 2014

Fading Into the Darkness©

Felina Silver Robinson

This poem is one in a collection

in tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton

R.I.P. Maryann


My Poem of the Day


Slowly Dying©

You left me crying while you lay slowly dying

Stumped by a system bent on tradition

To turning a blind eye on those who need them the most

You sat in a cell

Living through hell

Day in and day out

Battered and bullied

By those who always have something to prove

Don’t ask me why I’ve relied


A system that’s always plotting

To be certain that you wont walk out talking

About the cracks in halls of justice

Once you fight their actions

That caused you

To no longer want

To be here among the land of the living

Instead you left me here crying while you lay there slowing dying

While I stand here fighting and relying on “we the people”

To bring you justice

Copyright 2014

Slowly Dying©

Felina Silver Robinson

This poem is a tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton

Frost© by Felina Silver Robinson

The line between the warmth and cold
The reminder that winters on its way
A feeling that is sometimes welcomed when overheated from a run
But can be dangerous when you are unredressed
Frost can keep you awake but also has the power to knock you out
It’s a cool light coating
Packing more strength than you know
Frost is a silent killer of crops and plants
There are all types of frosts
There’s white frost, black frost, window frost and advection frost
Then you have to deal with its dew point
The atmospheric icing
Desublimation and the frost point
Don’t forget the liquid phase, the crystals
Water vapor, the supercooled droplets

Frost, sometimes visible sometimes invisible
Always cold and lingering just like love

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Hanging On the Love Line© by Felina Silver Robinson

You called me on the phone, I answered but I’m speechless
You pour out all the loving words you can muster
But I just sit on my sofa staring out into the open
With no expression or emotions
Listening to the same old same old has run me down
So they can see each other’s faces as they talk
Hanging on the love line is getting more than old
What a welcome comfort to know that within a circle
I don’t know how many times I’ve been told
That this is the last time I will need forgive your cheating ways
Everyone deserves better days
So I’m getting off of this love line
Because I know that there is something more in store for me
So keep your love line for the next one in line
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Cheated Out Of Life© by Felina Silver Robinson

There once was a girl who never asked for much
But like every other kid she wanted to be noticed
She yearned to be loved and cared for
Like all the other members of her family
This is no Cinderella story
But it’s a truly unforgettable piece
She worked so hard day and night
Bud never did it please her
She never felt she had a house or a home for
Her parents never gave her any attention
Except when school called wanting to suspend her
All she did was nod off in class due to endless sleepless days
She didn’t want to close her eyes for fear she might be abandoned
An unloved child turned to the streets drinking smoking and using drugs
Anger built up striking out at innocent people before her
A stint in jail proves to be too much
She now her life has lost value and she wants to end it
We pray for her now as she lies lifeless
Body shaking and mind empty
We all stand by waiting for word wishing she had a chance at life
Instead she was cheated
Never having a job she could be proud of
Or the chance to marry the man she truly loved
No babies, no memories to carry forward
A life she wishes she could do over again

Note to my new readers: About my “Poem Bursts” – I give myself 30 seconds to one minute, and then write what comes to mind. This is a fun writing exercise I give myself to come up with something different from what I might usually write. I hope you enjoy the outcome.

My moment in time© by Felina Silver Robinson

I never thought it would happen
I never believed in myself enough until now
I stand before my fans on a concert stage
There must be hundreds even thousands
All here to listen to what I have to say
I thought I’d be nervous but not even a bead of sweat is near
The crowd is roaring begging to hear my first words
Suddenly a dead silence surrounds me once the signal is given
I’m amazed that there is no frog in my throat as a belt out
Each word of my story
The words flow so effortlessly and all ears are aching for more
After the ends the room is one again filled with roars
Everyone stumbles over the person on either side of them
All hoping for the same thing
An autographed copy of my book and a picture op
Another 90 minutes later everyone has come and gone
My fingers are cramping and my throat is horse
But there is nothing else I’ve ever wanted more
To be center stage with all eyes on me
Enjoying my moment in time

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Circles© by Felina Silver Robinson

In schools our children learn the circle of respect
In relationships we wear a ring to symbolize our commitment
When a child wants to feel safe they create their own space bubble
They are enclosed within their own circle
When people come together they prefer to sit in a circle
So they can see each other’s faces as they talk
I’ve just come to realize that we’re all in a dream land
What a welcome comfort to know that within a circle
You know the faces around you
Your requests are respected
You have a space that’s all your own
A circle means so much to many
I life we all come full circle before we are returned to the earth
What do you get from your circle
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Memories© by Felina Silver Robinson

From the day we break out into the world our memories begin
Some we will make
Some we will take
Some will be a mistake
Memories can put you to sleep
Some will keep you awake
Some will make you laugh and cry
Some will make you want to die
Memories will stick with you for a lifetime
So make sure you live right or they might just torment you

Note to my new readers: About my “Poem Bursts” – I give myself 30 seconds to one minute, and then write what comes to mind. This is a fun writing exercise I give myself to come up with something different from what I might usually write. I hope you enjoy the outcome.