Shared Welfare To Farewell Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Gift no gold idol, though I idyll may
Yet offer, beacon gracing interface
Pursuing dreams that fairest future trace,
Serenity conjoining day to day.
Yin, Yang splice, welcome welfare's interplay
Innate both early, late, trumps evil's ace,
Response and not reaction leading way
In light and laughter all false fears outweigh.
Some ride pride's broomstick, fearless of fey fall,
Hope spurs [tr]ashed Phoenix flight from demon hall,
Ideal may represent, two halves makes whole.
Rich all which heals hurt's scars to head heart's call
Insightfully links soul to soul withal:
Shares present past and future's common goal.

Golden idols crumble into dust
Youth's creem in amber curdles outside time,
Precious anticipations often must
Strip independence, turning gain to crime.
Yearn not for fired desire that turns to rust
I nspiration when dark cavern's rime
Returns warmth to cold ice. Skin deep, nonplussed,
Is transient beauty, hardly worth a dime.
SHape self for self beyond what life's sharp gust
In seconds blows away, day urned - quicklime
Reducing light to dark, hope, hurt, calm fussed,
Is often proved as mirage bright at prime
Soon fades with second thoughts, fresh loaf turns crust.
Heartache returns, eyes wet, pain set, hair mussed.