Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 553 Points (22 September / London)

Countdown - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Countdown begun, one way, no leeway where
One can reverse time’s wave to save the day.
Useless to look for aid. Hopes fade, links fray.
No energy remains, there’s none to spare
To challenge fate, anticipate, prepare
Dynamic options, open interplay.
Only stray souvenirs of heyday far away
Which weigh - nostalgia validates despair.
No space to trace another future where,
Bets placed win race, no need to piper pay.
Errors, time squandered come to roost today.
Grey before, behind, mind unaware.
Uneasy lies the frown that bares barred head
No light, no flight, and no delight ahead...


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 1, 2010


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