Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Sage eagle-eyed Great Tawny Owl seems supremely splendiferous fowl,
silent swooping down from bower round the tall ivied tower,
shod in grey feather, fey weather cowl.
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Big Bang four billion years ago or more
exploded, shot photonic waves from core
of universal matter, dark and light,
that offer insight on creation's core.
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THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
He was not dressed up to the nines
when into sight he came
yet their sad story‘s tell-tale signs
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GAGE BRAINSTORM

“Those who have a strong grasp of metaphor and imagery have my admiration. Who needs feet, who has wings? ”
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Weighted with darkness of impending doom
each waits alone, alike to friend and foe
as deaf as stone, as heedless of each blow.
Who cares what curtains drape eternal gloom?
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Dreams stranger’s path divide
from crowd’s uneven t[h]read
who's tissue, issues poorly understood, through dread
is left behind, swirls second rate as flotsam on life's tide,
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One heartspring hears hand tapping vein springs which, surging, tide.
One hand feels heartfelt mapping of spirit from inside.
One heart seals kiss while lapping from seven seas so wide.
One heart to hand enwrapping puts questions - all implied.
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'A's' parting shots lack credibility
when 'B' plays deaf to what the former says,
dismisses pat, claps pat on back, gainsays
hurt's authenticity as tiresome bee
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POMME D'ACCORD ET RACCORD DE LA POMME
L’appel

râpe pèle
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Oh, what avails a pretty face
with beauty creams besprinkled,
for Father Time wins every race,
soon age Life’s page has wrinkled.
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