Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 133 Points (22 September / London)

Mocked by Deaf Fame

At length, from strength, life's leaf raft craft decays,
old year clocks out as new one dons fresh frock
beneath midwinter quilt that timely frays
as time steals time from time ticktock, ticktock.
Wheel turns, no weal returns. Each piper pays
'as palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs. In dock,
no sense to stand on ceremony, way's
set on dead-end course, bolt shot, in hock.
From doubts confirmed and bridges burned we gaze

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