A Little Self-Promotion

I've created a Facebook page for my 'official author' presence. If you're interested, swing by, take a look, and maybe give it a 'Like.' I'll use it to post regular updates as I have pieces published (of course I'll still post stuff here). Thanks for following and for looking! Rob Salem on Facebook

Watching Heroes Fall

No one wants to watch the hero fall,to lose his grace, to lose his faith.No one wants to see the painor bear witness to his failureas a light falters, flickers and fades.No one wants to watch the darknessencroach and slowly swallowall sense of hope.They only want the pillar,the mountain, the rock,the guiding beacon in the... Continue Reading →


There is no peace where I am,I am become the storm.My earth has washed awaybeneath the fury of my heartand only a restless sea remains.Would that the sky would falland I lose this fire’s burn,that I may find my peacein the dying of the storm.

The Poet’s Sin

To create is to destroy,to bring about the deathof that which you give life.From the momentof their utterancewords begin to fade,waiting to be forgotten,misused, misplaced,and in time are onlyas the passing of the wind.This is the artist’s curse –to destroy that which we lovein the act of its creation,to condemn it to deaththrough an act... Continue Reading →

The Last

There was no end in the beginning,there was no forever, no always.There was only the moment,eternal and pure, perfect and sacred.There was no distance too great between us,nor hours that could not be counted;there was nothing but what we shared,no fear of what could be.And now the miles that separatehave turned the hours into months,and... Continue Reading →

Sonnet II

The light removed foretells the winter’s cold,leaving barren, bitter the soul that weeps;and black is night when o’er me it takes hold,with naught but my mem’ries and dreams to keep.There’s only now the fading light of lovenow dying slowly like the summer flame,to give me hope that my treasured white dovewill find her peace and... Continue Reading →

A Sonnet

If I am to be what I cannot be,and only play the role that I am asked,then I would rather that I be not seen,and allow this moment instead to pass.But in the stars in the jeweled heavens,and in the sun and moon that never meet,I have found company in my treason,and silent vigil o’er... Continue Reading →


The war I wage is for my soul, unconquered by temperance, unyielding to reason. Passion my sin, love untempered my crime. Tragic is the burden of my heart’s fire, to love too hot and burn too bright, for in my yearning is found only pain, for ash is all such love yields. Tempered now, bound... Continue Reading →

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