Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Though trance seems dumb behind din’s bawl
romance beams hum defined win call, -
know glance gleams come, unbind, spin ball -
so chance teams, plum aligned enthrall,
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Dwells not in magic spell a part to warmly welcome counterpart?
No story’s glory may there be without complementarity.
Two glow together – empathy eliminates disparity.
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Clock t[r]icks past midnight’s arbitrary mark,
set within time-zone drawn through needle’s eye.
Another night sails on as vital spark
skips over time-line, casts an unseen die
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'Universelle:
She is youth, she has no age.
She sees everything, she judges nothing.
She is innocent, she is powerful.
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J’ai un grand ami,
c’est un petit chat,
Sherpa, très gentil,
calin et joli.
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Shoulder imprinted upon sheet
slopes post haste ahead towards bed post feet.
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Ripple runs through circles till
It meets another ripple’s will, -
Perhaps it overrides the first,
Perhaps subsides, perhaps both burst.
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Here, through the poet's eye, streams thought beam rare,
A theme dream strings an urgent present prayer -
Readies word play, end-to-end relay,
Preparing rhyme schemes, primes dreams, layer on layer,
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Vision perceptive pierces through
Environment mundane,
Reaches out - chromatic cue,
Opens [re]sourced refrain.
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A poem is a pearl within the heart,
Painstakingly perfected, primed with tears,
Offering reflections which the years
Encapsulate within a world apart.
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