Jonathan ROBIN Poems

The carnival of carefree play
too long has tripped its careless way,
clowned senseless as an ass's bray
while flesh from flesh Time stripped away.
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When choice, once clear, uncertain grows,
when confidence is in the throes
of conflict, bate, as hands of fate
spin counter-clockwise, retrograde,
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SEE SEA-CHANGE - BRAIN CIRCUITS TIME

Brain circuits time's reels, dreams maintain unseen memories. Their colour paints hope, sudden forms mental images, magic storehouse stream
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THE CORAL REEF


An Abysinnian sunlight’s mystery
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THE GOATHERD
O Shepherd do not follow down the steep
ravine the sprightly leaps of that wild buck.
On Menale’s slopes here do not try your luck,
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WHAT COMES AFTER?

WHAT HAPPENS AT THE CLOSING OF MY EYES?
HAPPENS in that sleep which all must know
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JOURNAL

PUT INTO LETTERED LINES OUR WORDS EACH DAY,
INTO a mode whose code Love understands,
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Morn's haze through midday's blaze to twilight glaze,
All roads roam homewards where mind finds release.
Unswervingly towards one sought thoughts raise
Dreams drawn to real reel redefining peace.
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Is pure voice stilled, vast vision spilled despite
heart's hidden beauty? Hesitant, soothing sting,
stumbling, humble hand sends offering
to show true scope, not stillborn, dimmed delight.
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When men pl[a]y war torn
worn waisted women pale, wasted
drops plop shattered pail.
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