Non Oui Mais! Sed We May! Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

NON OUI MAIS! SED WE MAY!



NON OUI MAIS! SED WE MAY!
Another day tense present into past
translates to furtive future. Rhymes resolve
with salvo laughter salving bottle cast
upon Fate's foam flecked whirlwind waves to solve
life's raison d'être. Probity will dance
swift circles round perceptions rigid, set,
sets scene, tomorrow timing with advance
that fears not self, un-tempted to forget.
From shoreline into sure line straight as die
'we may' cuts Gordian ribbons, can release
fresh options from tired wrappings, can rely
upon dreams of reality at peace.
Mind solace finds as inner rainbow shines
on Chance which Joy and Circumstance aligns.


28 July 2008 revised 13 June 2021

for previous version see below

Another day tense present into past
laughs round the bend as future rhymes resolve
with salvo laughter salving bottle cast
upon Fate's foam flecked whirlwind search to solve
life's melody, key rune tune which will dance
swift circles round perceptions rigid, set,
sets scene, tomorrow timing with advance
which fears not self, untempted to forget.
From shoreline into sure line straight as die
'we may' the Gordian ribbons can release
fresh options from tired wrappings, can rely
upon dreams of reality at peace.
Mind solace finds as inner rainbow shines
on Chance which Joy and Circumstance aligns.


28 July 2008


Non Oui Mais sed We May poem © Jonathan Robin