Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Most couples, from their future, with dismay
attempt to hide as years add tears to doubt,
reminding one that life seems roundabout
gone haywire, fun affection run astray.
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Possessions' progression obsession
poor more, more than best less, must draw
conclusions mistaken, impression
that wealth over health sets the score
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Room 202 am I to all drawn through
my space, trace day or two, weeks, more, few know
when weakness, illness, accidental blow,
may strike? All careful welcome find, though to
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Yes, I had feared ere your hard head was known,
I do confess it, - ere my life seemed pressed
as is a lemon, dropp by precious drop.
But mark, Dear Sir, the forecast's not the crop,
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REFRESH...MEANT


Lemon's cousin whose refreshing taste
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Though Time turns tides, storms ride to peace
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Upon the cusp of choice and chance,
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As nature hates a vacuum NOTHING can
be but a figment fragment second-guessed.
Reality and dreams combine, their quest
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Thesis

The sixth age shifts to 'slipper'd pantaloon,
'shrunk shank and childish trebles in pipe'line,
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I was warlord
of ten thousand
which multiplied by two
upon my word
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