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Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 116 Points (22 September / London)

Wings Unshuttered


Shutters utterly unpinned, Spring pings flight.
Wings leave stutter gutter mutter ground unpinned,
found sound kiting, gliding upon current wind,
flowing freely towards the light,
unfettered, playful, bright,
challenging eternity, sing hope alight.

meeting YOU sweet
greeting YOU treat
entreating YOU help-meet
defeating FUSS retreat
heating US replete
completing US fleet

Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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(26 July 2005 revised 30 March 2009)

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