Jonathan ROBIN Poems

There is a time where the contest ends
just after the trophy's won,
where the winner glows soft and red,
there losers less well read turn lead,
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Spinning criss cross patterns as they post across the harbour,
spray kissing, barely miss each other, business to the fore,
the junks and ferries seem such toys when seen from seventh floor
or stateroom on the seventeenth, but does it matter any more?
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Spring shows rebirth but winter's cold provides
pause for gestation, seasons' cycle spins,
although cold is disease where cough abides
seed's need for germination knows no sins.
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Here should the sage besotted, or the sot,
E’er read these lines and dare grey hairs to scold,
Love’s song swift snubbing just because I’m old,
Even a cinder heap can keep heart hot!
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Downgrade A.P. proposes
accentuates tears, fears,
dumb downgrade fate opposes
engenders change of gears,
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Mitosis wakes fresh
chance to open close[d] divides,
stem cell remakes flesh.
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Man, victim of his own success, must fast grasp opportunity
to offer all equality of chances and advances stress
as the ability to press for rights for disability
the strong ignore, or fail to bless.
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Gather Ye Kittens


Gather blind kitten human kind -
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I never despair, but wait and see,
Heaven will come to the aid of me.
I never despair, but see and wait,
hoping Heaven won't come too late!
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