Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 547 Points (22 September / London)

Well Read Unread - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Writing on emotions' motions
need apply to other eyes,
often inciting trite commotions,
seldom showing pleased surprise.
Time's rivers feed eternal oceans,
although life under any guise
knows no immortal magic potions
so youth turns prime then age with sighs.
Perhaps tomorrow special lotions
will cancers cure of any size
offer instant locomotion
between dimensions wide as wise.
Notice not ice nor fire can compromise
poetic search beyond known skies.

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(15 February 2010)

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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