Robert E. Robinson Poems

Into the fields of yesterday I returned.
My poverty-stricken memory made me yearn,
Amid all the old dusty shadows I churn,
To disern, recollect and once again relearn.
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There exists a universal summit of great delight,
Called the planet "EL" beyond 20th century's sight.
There, beautiful cosmic extraterrestrials now dwell,
Between cassiopeia and the southern cross they tell.
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I traveled in haste down the luminous blue halls,
Of pleiade's wonderous seven star cluster,
With speeds more swifter than cosmic winds could muster.
I journeyed from Omega's red clouded heavens,
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