Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Where Cupid wears no double face, -
beholder and beholden trace
together love in love's embrace
as each heart charts the other's pace.
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IF only? Do it now fair friend,
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We mooch from Time which holds our souls in fee,
Each second stretches short, few make ends meet,
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Poetry beats time with rhyme in motion.
Pulse vibrates and impulse stimulates
pen which explores, redraws, accentuates,
excites the mind, can catalyze emotion
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Weigh well worth of wide vocabulary
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From life's fair shore the wish for more
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The Age of Information dawned when war
saw systems seeming stable forced apart.
Urged by the need to ‘free ideals’ restore,
men sought through new technologies to start
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‘Knowledge enormous makes a god of me’
Expressed John Keats two centuries ago.
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Loose-leaf sheets in sparkling white
acquire an extra light tonight
draw inspiration, touch and taste
through thought waves which won’t run to waste.
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One can, who strangers scan, too few admire,
as most play ghosts deprived of phantom choir,
tripping, tripping up, upon life’s board,
stillborn refuting intimate desire.
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