On Love's Labours Lost Much Ado About Nothing? Or Other Fishes In The See - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
On two hearts split who once dreamed knit
too much is writ? though some with wit,
the end of it? Don't mope and sit
with keyboard kit, seek key, bored! Fit
ends, hope relit, to means which 'quit'
turn intuit above past pit.
If pain in heart and thought in head
reads thought in heart when pain is fled,
as heartfelt quest may look ahead
in thankfulness one drop was bled,
now saved ten thousand to be spread
enthuse transfusion through joy led.
One could write on and stay spot on
ring spotless song in rhyme reel long
as to 'belong' in terse verse strong
is gift of tongue not sad tears wrung.
New love may prove a way to move
from groove to GROOVE! Regrets remove!
In sea fresh fish fair fin may swish,
rise, answer wish, life tasty dish
all mish-mash kitsch, mistaken hitch,
indicts to stitch without a hitch
next ph[r]ase which rich proves, cancels glitch.
Each tent may pitch which will bewitch.
Don't fear the dark, ambitions park,
to LOVE LOST hark as signal mark,
a future spark from bite free, bark
leads on, from stark rise with the lark.
On rainbow arc at last embark
let life turn lark, my last remark!
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