Jonathan ROBIN

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Responsum To All My Days Are Trances - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

A las the dream askance is
N or is Life what it seems,
A s swift pass all Time’s chances -
N ow here, now gone, - Man’s schemes
S mile once! Ephemeral glances
WER e spent on empty dreams!

© Jonathan Robin acrostic parody written 26 June 1996 Parody Responsum to All my days are trances

All my days are trances

And all my days are trances
and all my nightly dreams
are where thy dark eye glances
and where they footstep gleams
by what ethereal dances
in what eternal streams...

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 25, 2010


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