Not Think On You...? Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Not think on you whose insight's fair as clear?
Another name ears, blameless, fail to hear,
nor other eyes seduce heart ever true,
no other flame's fame on pursed lips appear.

'The night for music and the day for sleep'
brook no delay, soul's sole appointment keep.
Tomorrow? Some misfortune may occur,
so laugh tonight - tomorrow, we may weep.

Not think on you? Emotion can't be banned!
as well the blushing cup might brimming stand
inverted in the air, remaining full,
should ever heart from heart stray, hand from hand.

The patient drops from stalagtite may seep
'cross silent centuries in caverns deep
creating wonders which surprise and stir -
would that we had such time before we sleep!

Not think on you? Is passion contraband?
are ardour, fervour, phantom saraband?
Fulll circle stars would spin round Earth at rest
before troth plighted fate would countermand.

Most waste time, senseless stand, stone shingle strand
or even less, poor paltry grain of sand,
one only filters sunlight's focus to
bright laser beacon shining on command.

Not think on you? Is gravity reversed?
Is Earth's attraction topsy-turvy cursed?
are pheromones as honeycombs combined
illusion vain or pure refrain rehearsed?

Seek more, soar high, fly free where wild winds whirl
around some coral strand, string priceless pearls
as rosary where two together may
fuse all emotions, naught refuse, flag furl.

Not think on you? Divine heart's Karma which
together may forever two parts stitch,
as empathy - extending spirits' reach -
complements completion ever rich.

Sweeter by far than nightingale or merle
one voice, soul's karmic echo, can uncurl
to charm the birds from off the very trees -
lion and lamb serene mid cosmic swirl.

Not think on you?


Jonathan Robin 8 December 1988 revised 13 January 2006 and 20 May 2013, revised 8 September 2021

for previous versions see below

NOT THINK ON YOU?

Not think on you whose insight's fair as clear?
Another name my ears could never hear,
nor other eyes surprise heart ever true,
another word between my lips appear.

'The night for music and the day for sleep'
brook no delay, affection's appointment keep.
Tomorrow? Some misfortune may occur,
so laugh tonight - tomorrow, we may weep.

Not think on you? Emotions can't be banned!
as well the blushing cup might brimming stand
inverted in the air, remaining full,
should ever heart from heart stray, hand from hand.

The patient drops from stalagtite may seep
across the centuries in caverns deep
to form the wonders which surprise and stir -
would that we had such time before we sleep!

Not think on you? Is passion contraband?
are ardour, fervour, phantom saraband?
The stars will circle round still Earth at rest
before I would renege on golden band.

Meanwhile most trial as stone upon the strand
or even less, a modest grain of sand,
which may however sunlight focus to
a laser beam to shine upon command.

Not think on you? Is gravity reversed?
Is Earth's attraction topsy-turvy cursed?
are pheromones as honeycombs combined
illusion vain or pure refrain rehearsed?

Seek more, and soar, to where the wild winds whirl
around some coral strand, to man and girl
as yet unknown, where two together may
fuse all emotions, naught refuse, flag furl.

Not think on you? Divine the Karma which
together may forever two parts stitch,
as empathy extends the spirits reach
to teach deep understanding, ever rich.

Sweeter by far than nightingale or merle
one voice, soul's karmic echo, can uncurl
to charm the birds from off the very trees -
lion and lamb at peace, serene mid cosmic swirl.

Not think on you?


8 December 1988 revised 13 January 2006 Revised 20 May 2013




NOT THINK ON YOU?
Not think on you as Valentine draws near?
Another name my ears could never hear,
nor other eyes surprise heart ever true,
another word between my lips appear.

'The night for music and the day for sleep'
brook no delay, swift, love's appointment keep.
Tomorrow? Some misfortune may occur,
so laugh tonight - tomorrow, we may weep.

Not think on you? Emotions can't be banned -
as well the blushing cup might brimming stand
inverted in the air, remaining full,
should ever heart from heart stray, hand from hand.

The patient drops from stalagtite may seep
across the centuries in caverns deep
to form the wonders which surprise and stir, -
would that we had such time before we sleep!

Not think on you? Is passion contraband?
are ardour, fervour, phantom saraband?
The stars will circle round still Earth at rest
before I would renege on golden band.

Meanwhile most trial as stone upon the strand
or even less, a modest grain of sand,
which may however sunlight focus to
a laser beam to shine upon command.

Not think on you? Is gravity reversed?
Is Earth's attraction topsy-turvy cursed?
are pheromones as honeycombs combined
illusion vain or pure refrain rehearsed?

Seek more, and soar, to where the wild winds whirl
around some coral strand, to man and girl
as yet unknown, where two together may
fuse all emotions, naught refuse, flag furl.

Not think on you? Divine the Karma which
together may forever two parts stitch,
as empathy extends the spirits reach
to teach deep understanding, ever rich.

Sweeter by far than nightingale or merle
one voice, soul's karmic echo, can uncurl
to charm the birds from off the very trees -
lion and lamb at peace, serene mid cosmic swirl...

Not think on you?




8 December 1988 revised 13 January 2006