Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 164 Points (22 September / London)

Jonathan ROBIN Poems

2321. Wilde Lady’s Cousin 7/9/2013
2322. Will Anybody Care? 5/7/2013
2323. Will The Phoenix? 12/22/2006
2324. Wings 11/26/2006
2325. Wings - 1290 - Initial Version 4/16/2012
2326. Wings Unshuttered 8/30/2013
2327. Winter Dance Ukraine Train Trip Lughansk 1/12/2013
2328. Wise Epic Can'T Untruss Epicanthus Eyes Thus 9/6/2013
2329. Wishful Thinking A Premature Soviet Farewell To Solidarnosc After William Shakespeare The Tempest - Prospero's Farewell To His Magic 9/10/2013
2330. Wistful Grief 9/10/2013
2331. Within Each Mind 5/2/2007
2332. Woe To Be [h]old 10/21/2006
2333. Wonder 12/7/2006
2334. Wor[l]d Discovery 5/2/2007
2335. Word World Images 1/30/2012
2336. Words' Whirled World Twirl Swirls Through Shadowy Embrace 9/6/2013
2337. Words Woven - Parody Mary Beuley - Words Woven 11/10/2006
2338. Work In Progress 7/6/2013
2339. World Word Canvas 9/10/2013
2340. Writers' Real Mirror Reflection Reel 1294 With All Due Acknowledgement To Rudyard Kipling If Current Version 4/21/2013
2341. Wrong Turning 10/16/2006
2342. Wry Rise Fall Call Chance Think Link Dance 1/4/2013
2343. Yann Lester: 24th April 1996 10/26/2006
2344. Yarn 11/26/2006
2345. Yellowstone Caldera 8/30/2013
2346. Yggdrasil 6/13/2013
2347. Yokohama Go Game 12/11/2006
2348. You Are Bold Mother Jillian - Parody Robert Southey, Lewis Carroll 8/5/2006
2349. Your Eyes 5/26/2013
2350. Zhanna Ruban 1/10/2013
2351. Zoo Blues - Parody T.S. Eliot Macavity 10/9/2008
2352. Zusammen 5/29/2013
Best Poem of Jonathan ROBIN

To An Ostrich Seen From Above After Frances Cornford To A Fat Woman Seen From A Train

Why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?
O black and white ostrich with feathers all found,
why do you bury your head in the ground
while the grass is so soft and the hunter’s around
and the trigger is light on the touch?
O why do you bury your head underground,
risking so much and so much?

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To Cinders Turned

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes,
Lush rush, ambition flush: soon crash is
finality limb, wing, plant, fin
fall subject to before waste bin
trashes mortal mirage dashes,
traceless sinks brave, knave, saint, sin.

Boom to bust, to tomb from Ashes
is call all know as forty lashes

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