Jonathan ROBIN Poems

This morning I wanted some roses to bring
but so many I took that they buckled the spring,
the buckle, too tight, couldn’t keep them all in.
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She wandered lonely in a crowd
that fills the Internet for thrills,
when all at once she thought aloud,
hosts surfing, toasting golden pills,
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Ten thousand airy AP raps
w[r]itting down ra[n]t hunch
gobbledy-gook, yap yap,
crun[t]ch mu[n]ch punch
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A date with a peach
play mate within reach.
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The poet's lyre afire responds to braid
heart's comfort to art's artistry at play
Truth Beauty, Beauty Truth John Keats would say,
Endymion, reflection which won't fade.
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Beyond cold tears, old fears, exotic dream
Extends to mend trust broken, to restore
Years lost, cost dear, discovers joy once more,
Opens door to tender longing's gleam.
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FROM INK TO INKLINGS

From ink to inklings visions flow
to stitch life's tapestry and sow
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Mary had a little vamp,
whose teeth glowed white as snow,
each night from sightly vent - no cramp -
see crimson droplets flow.
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ELIZABETHAN ODE

Eye evidence, essential essence, eliminate evanescence.
Life links leal, lifts local level label, lets loyal love thrill, spill, spell swell well.
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As intuition
sweetens, sweeps senses, doors open
onto fruition.
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