Treasure Island

Jonathan ROBIN

(22 September / London)

Wendy’s Willy 0950


Witless waiting was Willy
while time took time to turn
round retrograde, returned rarely
to temper tensions, tenderness attain.
Will wiry Willy wilful Wendy wed
righteously rebutting riper Rita Red?
Will true-love travel towards tolerant
respect, rope ringing, refusals refusing
without worthless warring where
troubles temperamental tempers torment?
Wicked whirlwind warning written with
tornado twisters topsy-turvy turning
wistful witness wanting Wendy’s Willy wedding
wondering whether windy weather water washes Willy

(10 September 2001)

Submitted: Sunday, May 31, 2009
Edited: Sunday, April 14, 2013

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