Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 191 Points (22 September / London)

As Time Spun By, As Time's Pun Bye - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Two shivers rivered shocks down spine
as he takes stock mid rocks and pine
whose needle presence seeds a sigh,
as time spun by, as time spun by

From far horizon sun’s decline
chromatic signals realign
as canvas linking ground and sky,
as time spun by, as time spun by

Honeysuckle and woodbine,
alternate spirals, intertwine,
approaches mirror echoed tie
as time spun by, as time spun by

Past, present, future no design,
at least none one may need define,
links reminiscence, what may be,
as time spun by, as time spun by

Each place we trace retains a tine
to tune the rune that chorus-line
repeats, refrains, refrains ally
as time spun by, as time spun by

Who free would break from childhood line
should fish free waters changed to wine
which won’t turn back to wave good-bye
as time spun by, as time spun by

The mark one makes must lightly lie
as understatement or the lie
must out to flout the signal’s sign
as time spun by, as time spun by

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(21 January 2007)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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