Jonathan ROBIN Poems

My daughter's friend has epicanthus eyes:
not much escapes her cool and knowing look.
The High School boys regard her as a prize,
but we know better, we know someone took
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Cerebral sage of silver curls
sapphire beacons, beckoning,
blond beauty's banner here unfurls
time forgets fate's reckoning.
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B. Hussein, McCain's Pushy-Cat bane, with glee
sought Electoral College vote,
she poured pork-barrel honey,
Bridge to Nowhere spent money
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Rare shadowy embrace, pulse racing,
Overwhelming dream theme's tracing.
Bronze eyes fond hopes, dreams are chasing
Expectantly, finds links replacing
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Crowned canopy through branchwork downward sends
light's waves with subtle photosynthesis.
From root-tapped caves, sap rises, windward wends
well's spells, weaves leaves, leaves Nature's niche to tend
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A time will come when wor[l]ds still stand
Together and as good as read
In letters proud combine heart, head,
Mistakes avoiding - 'twould be grand.
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Above, beyond,
horizon's pond
blue planet's spin
seems very thin,
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Number seven optic nerve, now numb,
taken for granted, normally ignored,
leaves facial features slanted. Voice, not dumb,
answers questions with weak monochord.
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An implicit understanding may
Needle the senses with a feeling which
Needed, expected is, intense, and rich.
Explain who can, Anne? Here pulsing golden ray,
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From tulips slip truth doubled which
to Time must double back, the pen
takes up duality again
as petals float. Once time-bank rich,
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