Jonathan ROBIN Poems

FOREVER FROM TODAY - KISMET


Sweet kiss, soft brush of silken scarf,
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THOU GARDEN ART


Thou garden art without the gate
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M ission impossible tastes of challenge tease
A s if bard, muse-inspired, could stem his flow,
R efusing what, self-evident, he knew he'd know -
I mpression karmic, though date now he'd seize
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Swift whirling wheel revolves within
revealing feather rainbow bright,
now wing weft warps, now weaves from sight,
enters, leaves as senses spin.
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From Mr. Page to Miss Glove
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Reply from Miss Glove to Mr. Page

Leaf drawn from PAge reads Age - which seems to me
leaves no fire of desire to double you.
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Weighted with darkness of impending doom
each waits alone, alike to friend and foe
as deaf as stone, as heedless of each blow.
Who cares what curtains drape eternal gloom?
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Dreams stranger’s path divide
from crowd’s uneven t[h]read
who's tissue, issues poorly understood, through dread
is left behind, swirls second rate as flotsam on life's tide,
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One heartspring hears hand tapping vein springs which, surging, tide.
One hand feels heartfelt mapping of spirit from inside.
One heart seals kiss while lapping from seven seas so wide.
One heart to hand enwrapping puts questions - all implied.
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