Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 191 Points (22 September / London)

Jonathan ROBIN Poems

121. Another 4/3/2012
122. Another Day, Another Challenge 10/21/2006
123. Another Season Falls 1902 4/3/2012
124. Another Way To Write 9/6/2013
125. Antagonishtic - Parody Hughes Mearns Antagonish And Thomas Percy Warkworth Hermit 12/7/2009
126. Antagonistic Anticipations Antics Antidotes 7/28/2013
127. Anthology Prepared 10/14/2006
128. Anti Cyclone 10/29/2006
129. Anticipation Swells 3/2/2014
130. Antiperistasis 9/6/2013
131. Ap Pointed Appraisal 8/26/2013
132. Apocalypse End 8/28/2013
133. Apotheosis 3/11/2013
134. Après La Fête 10/21/2006
135. April May June Duly Appear August 3/22/2013
136. Arche Administration 9/10/2013
137. Armour Plating 7/26/2013
138. Ars Gratia 12/13/2006
139. Ars Gratia Artis 6/10/2013
140. Ars Poetica 6/9/2007
141. Artifact Facts 4/6/2012
142. Artificial Verse - Parody William Cowper And Lucianus- Artificial Beauty 10/23/2006
143. As A New Road Opens Now 9/18/2013
144. As Artist Poet 8/26/2013
145. As Dew From Lily Pearls 1/5/2007
146. As Flowers Fade 10/8/2006
147. As I Enjoy The Joy Of Knowing You 7/15/2007
148. As Jest Treat Jesses 1/26/2014
149. As Life Is Mirage - Acrostic Sonnet 10/22/2006
150. As Outcast And Forecast 12/2/2006
151. As Time Slips By - Acrostic Sonnet 11/18/2006
152. As Time Spun By, As Time's Pun Bye 8/23/2013
153. Åš› Aura Of Felicity Lj± 7/8/2008
154. Astronomer After Bryan Waller Procter Pre-Existence 7/20/2013
155. Asylum Elsewhere 6/2/2013
156. At First Sight 1/30/2012
157. Atelier Réalité À Te Lire À Te Lier 9/10/2013
158. Attolent From The Air 2/20/2012
159. Attollent From The Air 2/20/2012
160. Auguries Of Innocence After William Blake Auguries Of Innocence - The Bat 10/9/2008
Best Poem of Jonathan ROBIN

To An Ostrich Seen From Above After Frances Cornford To A Fat Woman Seen From A Train

Why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?
O black and white ostrich with feathers all found,
why do you bury your head in the ground
while the grass is so soft and the hunter’s around
and the trigger is light on the touch?
O why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?

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To Cinders Turned

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes,
Lush rush, ambition flush: soon crash is
finality limb, wing, plant, fin
fall subject to before waste bin
trashes mortal mirage dashes,
traceless sinks brave, knave, saint, sin.

Boom to bust, to tomb from Ashes
is call all know as forty lashes

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