Cycles Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Cycles

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When Dave Priest died grave sexton told
to toll fell bell for corpse stone cold,
from epiderm to earthworm's feast
star studded sports sporadic yeast.

The moral reads: reeds brave, deeds bold,
berth bends to end which breaks birth's mold.
Mold broken, mold returned, at least
wan lies released from life once leased.

Though pitter-pat or thud, thud, thud,
warm blood returns to tainted mud,
must musty dust depart, heart ceased,
Time's gavel knocks down man and beast.

As cycles spin, out's in's template,
who sees the light before dark fate?

1 November 2005 revised 17 October 2008




- for previous version see below

CYCLES
When Dave died grave sexton was told
to toll the bell for one grown old, -
now he is young again, released
from epiderm to earthworm's feast.

The moral is, however bold,
all bend to end which breaks the mould.
Mould broken, mould returned, as least
is he who highest life once leased.

So whether bid or oversold
warm blood soon rudderless and cold
must musty dust turn heart beat ceased,
Time's gavel sells off man and beast.

Though cycles swift accelerate,
who sees the light before dark fate?


1 November 2005

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
As a general rule, the number in the title refers to the chronological order of the first version unless the poem was omitted from the original list and rediscovered. Revised versions retain the initial number.When Dave Priest died grave sexton toldto toll bell well for corpse stone cold, from epiderm to earthworm's feaststar studded sports sporadic yeast.The moral reads: reeds brave, deeds bold, berth bends to end which breaks birth's mould.Mould broken, mould returned, at leastis he released from life once leased.Though pitter-pat or thud, thud, thud, warm blood turns into tainted mud, must musty dust depart, heart ceased, Time's gavel knocks down man and beast.As cycles spin, out's in's template, who sees the light before dark fate? (17 October 2008) for previous version see belowWhen Dave died grave sexton was toldto toll the bell for one grown old, now he is young again, releasedfrom epiderm to earthworm's feast.The moral is, however bold, all bend to end which breaks the mould.Mould broken, mould returned, as leastis he who highest life once leased.So whether bid or oversoldwarm blood soon rudderless and coldmust musty dust turn heart beat ceased, Time's gavel sells off man and beast.Though cycles swift accelerate, who sees the light before dark fate? (1 November 2005)
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