Signals For Gail Harcus Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Great expectations which once fed deep dreams
Are tempered by Life's harsh realities.
Is Time a spiral twist of Fate to tease
Love out of shape, while all ambition seems
Half-hearted, self-[d]elusive? Man Man deems
A masterpiece, while ‘neath pale skin worms, fleas,
Repose twixt fits of laughter and disease.
Come, let us turn our thoughts to fonder themes!
Unique one smile, two eyes, eternal beams,
Send signals none ignore. Such qualities
Grow so all praises superfluities
Are seen to be. Beauty's and Truth's demesne
In one alone unite, and who would wed
Lives crowned by joys known to no other head!