Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 211 Points (22 September / London)

A Cross T[r]ick - Acrostic - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Departing with last train past week expires
On Friday night, commuters find release
Using well trained minds unused to peace
By pie[r]cing crossword clues, games each admires.
Life-lines are strung out too, as each aspires
Enthusiastically to morrow’s ease,
Creating word-games just before the peas
Rinsed with the salad welcome cooking fires.
On what enchanted waves will strange desires
Safety spurn when dreams seek f[l]resh release,
Sweet rapture, soft reflections sure to please,
In harmony with self. This, each requires.
Now, questions answered, prophecies fulfill
Great expectations bright with heightened will.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

(17 November 1991)

Comments about A Cross T[r]ick - Acrostic by Jonathan ROBIN

  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (11/21/2006 9:19:00 AM)

    a very interesting read Jonathan. You write very well, I shall check out some more of yours. HG: -) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 23, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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