The Door Removed Sight Unshuttered Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Tired souls, blasé, spurn role-reversing reel,
Harsh judgement bear, pass by destruction deep.
Exit, 'pursued by bear' few locks will keep.
Door blasted, absent window soon reveal
Only introspection that will weep
On dust of love’s rejection. Price too steep
Remorseless fate exacted. Loss few feel
Rises paneless painful, none disguise.
Events lost causal links dictated, tried
Most patience, painted on decrepit guise
On time's advance no chance of glance defied.
Vain rings complaint, no saint new part may chart,
EDition exposes smart, stamps vis[t]a’s start.

Windows absent, idem doors, draft draught,
Ideas interlink transparently,
New horizons, visibility.
Dreams, once distant, closer draw. Light shaft
Opportunitistic serves as raft
Which on life's stream surfs forward, scanning free,
Undulating through waft weave waves we
Never knew we knew before. Life laughed.
Sadness dissolved. Pain soothed. Pane mind may craft
Hears tastes none other sees. Senses, at sea,
UTterly upturn sight's superficial draft.
TERrain beyond lets blind mind focus find,
REDrawn perceptions, redefined, unwind.

5 June 2013