Jonathan ROBIN Poems

The Bee with honey combs her hair
with yellow pollen pads,
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Continent content
in content consensual
dissent incontinent.
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Our brief sojourn on this Earth
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‘Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.’
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Here we hear that a perch stands for fish or for pole, -
though this pole can be twenty four feet long or square –
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Angry engine wails,
angry welt where calm indwelt
sudden [sl]iced by trails
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Where a car turns into a street,
There truth and fiction meet!
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Adjoined is an anthology to bring
New enjoyment, world-view versed in rhyme,
Natural reflections over time
Engendered by a mind whose soul would sing
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One wish was wit with wisdom well to wed
within wise epigram, but found instead
some thought slight wit was there and that was slight,
witless appeared to others, lacked insight.
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“My cherished cherry tree who has struck down?
Its leafy limbs which once caressed the sky
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