Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Compare me not for climate change is now
set to melt winter, seasons, seals and snow
Jack Frost is lost, and on the run, must bow,
as must dark matter, to convection's flow.
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Decisions take, nor hesitate nor bide
Excessive time awaiting from outside
Comprehensive answers coveted.
Independant mind must coincide
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I wandered lonely wound in shroud
that floats beneath earth's vales and hills,
when all at once I saw a crowd
of [g]hosts departed Lethe fills;
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Virus, virus striking fast,
will you get your man at last?
brush his pomp and pride away,
no tomorrow for today?
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I've never cowed to purple prose
know now I'll never write it,
for anyhow true writer knows
hand stretched finds critics bite it.
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O wither away, ye copyright dear
from unfair niche in Plunderland!

Stockholders promised wondrous glows
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You tell me you’ve taken a lover,
the Serpent, to suckle at breast,
what took you so long to discover
its worth, that you seemed to detest?
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Fire and brimstone lay all bare: birth, mirth, dearth earth berth soon prepare.
Great, low, brash dash, ash grate's despair, pride rider, beggar, rich, austere.
Play folds after brief fame flare, tide turns, life burns, urn earns; no prayer
staves off brave, weakling wear and tear, which singes all beyond repair.
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One wore hoar age as well as most who count from tear to tear,
as stage succeeded stage geared down, while rage at age’s sting
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High hopes are mocked by Time as, day by day,
efforts are hamstrung, - phantom puppet show
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