Jonathan ROBIN Poems

THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
He was not dressed up to the nines
when into sight he came
yet their sad story‘s tell-tale signs
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GAGE BRAINSTORM

“Those who have a strong grasp of metaphor and imagery have my admiration. Who needs feet, who has wings? ”
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OPEN ENDED

Is silence golden where speech stays ashamed
to hold up to bright spotlight's piercing glare
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O ne lonely life is offered knight or knave,
N o second chance is sent, though some would seek
B y bell, book, candle to sustain thread weak,
O r mask the blinding darkness of the grave.
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Who with harsh strictures walls high ivory tower
seems as sad picture where fair dreams can't flower...

© Jonathan Robin – Poem robi3_0368 written 11 September 1992 revised and retitled 25 November 2008 previous title Open Mind
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How really were the ways
painted in poets' plays,
haze sunsets and blaze suns
set out in Cadmus' songs?
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All changes at each station stop,
as some jump on, off others hop.
Rare who play fair from start til end,
stay constant, selfless cause defend.
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THINKING

Stars winking.
Water mirrors the moon on high,
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The worm squirmed as he swore
that all bindings were a bore
as he burrowed all the more
between the leaves;
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n.b. The first letter of each word of each line will spell the first sentence:
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