Jonathan ROBIN Poems

When the votes were counted, conform with their little crosses,
with the ballot-boxes lying empty
like empty promises splashed over a Westminster canvas,
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Most answers naught important show, though I
answers seek beyond doors padlocked tight, -
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Yellowstone caldera sudden shivers
Earthquakes follow, swallow soil that quivers,
Lifting expectations once again
Life hangs by hair 'spite prayer as joy and pain,
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I think that I shall never fail
to see with glee a froggy tale
more lovely than a poem which
most must with difficulty stitch.
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Oft have I seen within some bookstore door
a comic book, with illustrations neat,
unburdened by the hands of tiny feet
chaperoned by smothering mothers sure
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Sakura pixels
perpetuate seasonal
pink of perfection
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ELEVEN


Eleven, eleven, eleven years old,
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If Space and Time through ages weigh
thing that have been or might
bear decay, Sun's seeming might
will flare then fade one day.
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Come dance, advance, no strings attached,
except of harp or violin,
authenticity unmatched
shall shed lies, ties that bred chagrin.
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Neutrality is rarely cup of tea.
where intelligence creative and aware
dare not stagnate, can't simply stop and stare.
Open mind needs true transparency,
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