Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Special Needs breed creativity
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New inspiration learns naught should restrain free flight,
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Week one may span eternity as Time
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Braggart on Time's edge razor thin
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Eight hours at work, commuting sometimes two,
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I am tsunami tidal,
dimensions suicidal,
to flood proud flame,
drown aim, tame fame,
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Do we remember twice two hundred years
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If none recall beginning how can end
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Belongings lost grant wisdom's gain,
possessions, - if they come again -
cannot contentment bring, soul soothe,
as on Life's tramway mortals groove.
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GLEAN from ANGEL we derive
WINGS which SWING, keep hope alive,
FORM FROM patterns living spread,
surviving though some seem as dead.
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