Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 553 Points (22 September / London)

Surf..Fing - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Should quantum froth be found to correspond
to energy renewable released
my man-maid magma sloughing off despond,
survival of the fittest's moving feast
would surge out from its sub primeval pond
through urge to merge on higher planes till, ceased,
time's tide: round robin's ride beyond beyond...


[c] Jonathan Robin written 16 June 2008

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 15, 2008



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