Jonathan ROBIN Poems

One white winter week.
Paris turns the other cheek,
afraid to speak.
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Come live with me, my partner be,
and we will every contract make
that tricky opportunity
presents in life of bid and [s]take.
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Opened oysters show
neither seed nor sign of pearl,
translucent glow.
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Apple blossom, snow,
approaching scenes of summer
April's dreams sow, know.
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Higgledy-piggledy
José Barroso so
Stuffy starch collarly
Stiff upper lip,
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Fair Apricot shares love a lot,
blooms zooming up to sky,
I watched from cot in garden grot
its spring sprigs spring so spry.
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Poor verse
most adverse,
wealth disburse,
debt immerse,
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Youth fed fantasy
transforming life's mystery
to transparency.
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Away from old pond
leaps olympic longjump frog
squelching sounds beyond.
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I who reply before one hundred years
have seen Time's flow accelerate life's song,
respond in kind to message which appears
as symbols on a screen, its sense still strong.
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