At First Sight
Before false interferences twist mind,
distort perceptions caught, one ought to try
to focus clearly, spirit satisfy,
sharing impressions which should never die
while magic taps into soul’s spring to bind
one day’s events to sense. Here's underlined
empathy with which all identify,
walls fall, emotions' limitless supply.
One chance glance dance askance left half-truth, lie.
Replete with red rose, awed, decor refined,
two former strangers kismet met, good-bye
forever was forgotten as July
supplanted January on the sly.
Earth's seasons topsy-turvy turned as eye
encountered eye which rich dreams decked behind
blocks' veil to comfort karma pre-designed.
Charmed pair shared earth, air, water, fire, entwined,
rebirth freed from dearth's desert dusty, dry.
27 October 1990 revised1 7 June 1991 3 May 2005 and
0 January 2012 for previous version see below
Once in a lifetime favoured few may find
such inspiration words can’t even try
to pin down, predefine, or qualify,
limit, understate or question why,
scorn karma as coincidence or lie.
Yesterday, by more than chance, I dined
across from eyes whose energies unwind,
sensed shocks synaptic instantly defy
Time itself, felt souls electrify.
Here differences dissolved, fears undermined.
That first glance opened understanding. Blind
before ‘one’ must have been, with every tie
from gravity released, - no low, no high -
as everywhere twinned spirits teamed, naught awry.
Base substance shed, trite trammels left behind,
We walked on air, all purer felt, refined,
senses swam, consumed - hedged bets unwind -
completion's joy few mortals quantify.
The message all embraced and somehow signed
dimensions new whose rainbow hues deny
time and space, displace doubts, multiply
empathy, empowering wings to fly.
Magnified magnficence might find
its place in all, for all was redefined ~
impression that itself was heightened by
acceptance shared, that nothing could deny.
That message understanding underlined.
No need for questions, no need for reply, ~
answers sprang spontaneous to apply
bright lining, insight to identify
the meaning of the universe, to bind
its discords into harmony aligned,
no strain no reinn no pain, sight cleared, thereby
abolishing all need to feed ‘how? ’, ‘why? ’
Like lightning current passed. Two intertwined,
upwards spiralled seven heavens high,
each could discover, reach, personify
both peace, release, within a soul-storm’s eye.
Within this ‘vortext’ top-like spun some kind
of symphony ~ enchantment predefined ~
responding, permeating all ~ as “myâ€
no sense retained, drained out by inner eye.
We weightless whirled while everything combined
in all, through all, dimensions ~ instant tie.
Past ~ mirage pale ~ shed to transmogrify
emotions' surges, sudden signify
end to beginnings. Soul to soul could bind,
race, face much more than base touch, leave behind
waste walls, taste joys which logic strict defy.
Apart from all, yet part of all felt I!
It seemed imagination, - much maligned,
by most as tinted outpost for a lie -
was in true colours seen as empty sigh -
a monochrome excuse or alibi
compared with glory storybook devined
that far outshines words' narrow worlds purblind.
Enlightenment at last could testify
to well-spring wonder's spell swell, never dry.
We shared intense impressions counter-signed
by marvelment, as interactive high
engraved emotions, inklings, on the fly,
Rhyme’s splendour fans reflections, spans earth, sky,
touched, as it were, by karma to unwind
in every thought and everything, shared mind.
Allied perceptions alter for the best
our reach on life as here pen comes to rest.
Before vague interferences the mind
distorts, today’s perceptions twists, I’ll try
to focus clearly, spirit satisfy,
sharing impressions which should never die
while magic taps into soul’s spring to bind
the day’s events to sense, as underlined
emotions are which all identify
as Jericho walls fallen, joy supply.
Once in a lifetime lucky few may find
such inspiration words can’t even try
to pin down, predefine, or qualify,
limit, understate or question why,
scorn karma as coincidence or lie.
Yesterday, by more than chance, I dined
across from eyes whose energies unwind,
felt shock synaptic instantly defy
Time itself, to soul electrify.
That first glance opened understanding. Blind
before ‘one’ must have been as every tie
to gravity dissolved, - no low, no high -
while everywhere the spirit seemed to fly.
Base substance shed, trite trammels left behind,
I walked on air, all purer felt, refined,
senses swam, consumed, reborn, as I
complete, broke surface, - joy none quantify.
The message all embraced and somehow signed
dimensions new of rainbow hue, thereby
offering a space to multiply
intuitions none can qualify.
Magnified magnficence did find
its place in all, as all was redefined ~
impression that itself was heightened by
acceptance shared, which nothing need deny
The message understanding underlined.
No need for questions, no need for reply, ~
answers sprang spontaneous to apply
a lining bright to help identify
the meaning of the universe, to bind
its discords into harmony aligned
as limits disappeared, sight cleared, thereby
abolishing all need for ‘how ’ and ‘why’.
Like lightning current passed. Two intertwined,
upwards spiralled seven heavens high,
each could discover, reach, personify
both peace, release, within a soul-storm’s eye.
Within this ‘vortext’ top-like spun some kind
of harmony ~ unseen yet predefined ~
responding, permeating all, ~ as “myâ€
no sense retained, swept out by inner eye.
We weightless whirled while everything combined
in all, through all, dimensions ~ instant tie.
Past ~ mirage pale ~ shed to transmogrify
emotion surges, sudden signify
end to beginnings. Soul to soul could bind
with so much more than base touch, leave behind
all walls, felt joy which logic strict defy.
Apart from all, yet part of all felt I!
It seemed imagination, - much maligned,
by most as tinted outpost for a lie -
was in true colours seen as empty sigh -
a monochrome excuse or alibi
compared with glory storybook devined
that far outshines this narrow world purblind.
Enlightenment at last could testify
to well-spring joy which never would run dry.
We shared intense impressions counter-signed
by wonderment, as interactive high
engraved emotions, inklings, on the fly,
Rhyme’s splendour fans reflections, spans earth, sky,
touched, as it were, by karma to unwind
in every thought and everything, the mind.
These shared perceptions alter for the best
our reach on life as here pen comes to rest.
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(27 October 1990 revised17 June 1991 and 3 May 2005)
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Message
Before wan weight of waiting worms one's mind
to karma and coincidence thoughts fly,
to Cause, Effect, in search to satisfy
the need to understand joy underlined
encountered in eyes' sapphire welcome kind.
Fey glance fantastic Styx hex could belie,
would heart and spirit soul electify.
This message warmed, enflamed, consumed: thus blind
before one must have been who would defy
the laws which most to gravity still tie.
Shedding base substance, purity refined
aired excitement trammels left behind.
Senses swam, delights Time's thralls deny
surfing through perfumed light none can descry.
The message all embraced, and underlined
significance the senses satisfy
as sentiments thought conscious magnify
to a degree undreamt of by mankind.
Impressions were so heightened hope could find
ease, all answered, thence identify
the meaning of the universe thereby.
Like lightening current passed. With wings aligned,
soul swept the air full seven heavens high,
within a vortex top-like sucked. How? Why?
Its spinning harmony what earthly mind
has illustrated? Unseen and undefined
yet omnipresent, all else empty lie.
Soul starwards starwards soared with an ecstatic cry.
I freer, lighter, felt as two combined
Earth’s atoms in a trice, in timeless tie,
emotions felt which seemed to signify
implicit trust which soul to soul could bind.
I nowhere stood, with all was intertwined,
all understood which logic could defy,
apart from, yet part of all was I!
I could not think Fate would be so unkind
as thus to tempt two hearts and then fall shy
of unity where twinned souls’ sole reply
could flash as understanding pre-divined,
enlightenment, whose limits, undefined,
would as the oceans’ depths thus testify
its fount in well-spring which could ne’er run dry.
If then, dear heart, this verse you chance to find,
and turn towards it with deep-seeing eye,
think we are twins, may back together fly.
In strangest ways may Destiny unwind.
Joy comet-like, lights hopes, awakens mind,
frontiers defies, flares far flung splendorous sky,
horizons beckon beacon bright, won't die.
(27 October 1990 revised 17 June 1991 and 14 October 2008)
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Poetic Standard
Poetic Standard
Poetic inspiration must supply
Open sourced resourcefulness, may not
Exist in half-light, cuts the gordian knot
That holds back harmony from inner eye.
Insidious compromise can't satisfy
Creative impulse that rejects as blot
Secondary lot where, half forgot,
Tired lines block, lock life's vista, dreams deny.
All hesitation acts out living lie
None should accept to temper daily rot,
Dread time-trap snapped shut once one bolt is shot.
Aloft soar, draw from intuitions, fly!
Read much, hunch heed, rise from rant's rubbish vent,
Dare to revise, creative dance invent.
Skein poetic weaves life's leaves. Flash wink
Turns think through ink to stage fulfilling page
As insight mixes music, words wild, sage.
No Tao is tainted that cues tone-true link
Descriptive and instructive, scanned in sync.
Although some self-styled poets feel form's cage,
Review Stravinsky's words, all doubts assuage.
Deny blank prose poetic rose crown. Drink
Pierian deep, sip not lip-service brink,
Or compensate for feelings trapped to wage
Ego war against injustice guaged,
To ease maimed spirit's claims of unfair stink.
Inside poetic process progress make,
Craft well, rewrite, reword from second take.
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Pierian Spring
The Pierian Spring from greek mythology is held the metaphorical source of knowledge about the arts and science. Pieria, ancient Macedonia, was the location of Mount Olympus, the seat of worship of Orpheus and the Muses. The spring is believed to be a fountain of knowledge that inspires whoever drinks from it.
Alexander Pope - Essay on Criticism
A little learning is a dangerous thing;
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring;
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking largely sobers us again.
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'The more constraints one imposes, the more one frees oneself of the chains that shackle the spirit... the arbitrariness of the constraint only serves to obtain precision of execution.' Igor Stravinsky
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Poetic Inspiration
Poetic inspiration must not tarry,
dry up, discouraged, over-analyse.
Expectations entertained help carry
message deep to conquer Time which flies.
There is no cause to dam perceptions, parry
questions put, those jealousy implies
to force reaction where response should marry
all to all, - no need to temporize.
Refute temptation, motives mercenary,
yet neither 'look too good, nor talk too wise’.
Before vague interferences the mind
distorts, today’s perceptions twists, heart tries
to focus clearly, insight redefined
and shares impressions' pulse which never dies
while magic taps into soul’s spring to bind
into emotions each identifies
mundane events transformed, sense underlined
with Jericho's walls fallen, fear defies.
Transcending formal fetters much maligned
inspiration loves to improvise.
Through intuition lucky few may find
such inspiration free verse seldom tries
to pin down, qualify, or predefine.
All limits disappear as 'hows? and whys? '
loose, lose, restrictions, innate truth unwind.
Across dimensions musing spirit flies,
base substance shed, trite trammels left behind,
as gravity dissolves, - no lows, no highs -
as meanings are decoded, intertwined
in ink which links 'I think', 'you feel', 'we rise'.
Exacting standards which sustain no blot,
must overcome doubts day to day supplies,
quit half-life half-light, cut the gordian knot
of form to swarm above what satisfies
secondary lot where those forgot,
who blindly rules obey, life lose. Surprise
lights eyes so seldom as progressive rot
sets in, skin deep or masked by dark disguise,
accepts trip’s time-trap trigger, its bolt shot.
Yet inspiration no rules justifies.
Scorning hesitation’s living lies,
which dew drops gathered from forget-me-not
ignore, or leave untouched, passed by with sighs,
informed awareness reaches out from what
seems insignificance, can recognize
energies innate, taste cold and hot,
to spurn self-satisfaction’s compromise, -
small slots refutes - for most the daily lot -
tendrils intangibles to realize
inner joy tease crosses, eyes may dot.
1 October 2005 revised 4 April 2008 robi3_1310_robi3_0845 XXX_EIJ
for previous version see below
Poetic Inspiration
Poetic inspiration must not tarry,
dry up, discouraged, over-analyse.
Expectations entertained help carry
message deep to conquer Time which flies.
There is no cause to dam perceptions, parry
questions put or those envy implies
to force reaction where response should marry
all to all, no need to temporize.
Refute temptation, motives mercenary,
‘and yet not look too good, nor talk too wise’.
Exacting standards which can stand no blot,
overcome doubts daily life supplies,
won’t live in half-light, cut the gordian knot
of form to swarm above what satisfies
secondary lot where those forgot,
with rules obeyed, convictions fade. Surprise
lights eyes so seldom as progressive rot
sets in, skin deep or masked by dark disguise,
accepts trip’s time-trap trigger, its bolt shot.
Scorning hesitation’s living lies,
dew drops gathered from forget-me-not,
informed awareness reaches out to touch
apparent insignificance, relies
not on self-satisfaction’s compromise, -
open to intangible, mines much,
sustaining promise, spurning formal ties.
Refuse small slot - for most the daily lot. 1 October 2005
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Living Lie
Poetic inspiration can’t run dry,
expectations entertains, cannot
live in half-light, cuts the gordian knot
dividing consciousness from inner eye.
No compromises ever satisfy
exacting standards that reject as blot,
secondary lot where, half forgot,
convictions pale are held to not apply.
Hesitation is a living lie
most men accept to ease their daily rot,
time-trap snapped shut once only bolt is shot.
Try who will, few still find wings to fly.
Thus when two meet, see differences dissolve,
empathy Earth’s mysteries may solve.
20 June 1997 revised 26 November 2006 robi3_0845_robi3_0000 SXX_IKX
for previous version see below – previous title Hesitations are a Living Lie
Hesitation is a Living Lie
He whose inspiration won’t run dry
Expectations entertains, cannot
Live in half-light, cuts the gordian knot
Encompassing the spirit’s inner eye.
No compromises here can satisfy
Exacting standards which accept no blot,
Secondary lot where, half forgot,
Convictions fade, men fondest hopes deny.
Hesitations are a living lie
Most men accept to ease their daily rot.
It is a time-trap. Once the bolt is shot
Try who will, few find the wings to fly.
Thus when two meet, see differences dissolve,
Harmony Earth’s mysteries can solve.
20 June 1997
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Mantis and Chameleon Combined
MANTIS AND CHAMELEON COMBINED
Mantis and chameleon combined
In sorrow-smile strange siren spectrum sings.
Rainbow surface spins unfathomed rings,
Intense emotions stirs. Heart, unassigned,
Awaits soft spell but enters hell, won't bind.
Much time is wasted, time whose acid stings
Must dreams dissolve, naught solve. Vain vampire wings
Each night takes flight, though fantasy, resigned,
No spice retains, scope wanes as hopes unwind.
Defensive moats must lapse, emotions bring
Ease, understanding, joy in everything,
Serenity with sharing redefined.
Mobility of spirit and of mind
Must self-acceptance learn, fears leave behind.
30 October 2001 revised 25 April 2009
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Epiphany
Once a lifetime luck links earth and sky,
stirs inspiration words can’t even try
to pin down, predefine, disqualified
limits, litotes, questions why,
Karma scorned coincidence as lie.
Epiphany encounter identified
in wellspring watershed two wooed allied.
Shock synaptic instantly defied
Time, twinned souls electried
to challenge aeons passing by.
18 October 2011
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A Poem Is A Pearl
A poem is a pearl within the heart,
Painstakingly perfected, primed with tears,
Offering reflections which the years
Encapsulate within a world apart.
Mirrors in the mind seek ways to chart
Ideas which clarify while calming fears.
Suddenly the soul awakens, clears,
As worries are effaced, while hurt and smart,
Pacified, assuaged, dissolve, depart.
Expression of emotions thus appears
As ecstasy mid human pain. Each hears
Relief and joy, as wellsprings sudden start
Like fountains in the desert buried deep,
Arise at magic touch, spring up from sleep.
A poem is a pearl which line by line
Presents an image musically aligned,
Opening the windows of the mind, -
Enchanting and instructive, half divine.
Mystery, where beauty must combine
Intuition, harmony, entwined
So as its mental message shall unwind
A sense of awe, emotion's heady wine,
Prints pictures where once lonely soul would pine,
Estranged from inner happiness, near blind.
A poem is a pearl where one can find
Release, catharsis, an unsullied shrine.
Layers of filmy light infuse the soul,
Where war was, peace prevails, - all halt healed whole.
(17 August 1990)
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Charmed Encounter of a Very Special Kind
CHARMED ENCOUNTER OF A VERY SPECIAL KIND
Charmed initials Mon Coeur signals, touching tendrils in the mind
Open onto a stupendous spacious hall,
Reaching out nerves strain synapses in attempt to slip behind
Real reeled cause/effect conditions, great and small.
Infinitely blessed is brillance whose bright colours, unconfined
Enrapture, glow beholden, golden ball,
Reckon up fair features Beauty claims her own as wined and dined
Are arteries well warmed where inner call
Sacred sentiments suggest, surely defined.
Charmed sensations echo empathy, concordance dance we find
Offered where before life seemed an empty wall,
Rigid barricades numb, soul's song dumb, ambitions undefined
Regretfully awaiting Charon's call.
Idyllic seems this atmosphere, unlimited, enshrined
Existence blossoms clearing karmic shawl,
Reveals how many lifetimes skillful Fate had intertwined
As links sweet, strong, that nothing could forestall:
Suprising tryst dispersing mists in mind.
Charmed day whose ray more hopeful may at last dawn for mankind
One over all, where Nature holds in thrall
Rising, falling, generations for fair silken tresses twined
Relegate to Lethe others' fates withal.
It appears ideal encounter of a very special kind
Exalting, whirled with beauty of the ball,
Rare this ecstasy, see supernova which can't be outshined
As all galaxies combine in southern Gaul,
Spirit elevate to purify one's mind.
Charm no others know - their surface glow soon fades, maids may not bind,
Only by her side may Pride stand sprightly tall,
Registers finess of features with quick spirit nought can blind,
Respect and admiration never pall.
Infinite shining armoured knights slay dragons base, unkind,
Effortlessly pleasing qualities Time's squall
Resist like Romeo and Juliet whose love, combined,
Approach the trust 'twixt Jonathan and Saul
Sapphire sky blue signals, soul to soul shall bind.
Charmed soul's aware 'twould thrones forswear, go where gold signet signed,
Obey joy's gift, as high priestess install
Revered as muse forever, Queen above mere womankind
Recanting empty idols one and all
Independantly of time and place, of meetings Chance may trawl,
Eternity, true witness, shall be never undermined,
Repudiated not though aeons far beyond recall
Awareness dull for all else yet, entrapped beneath one thrall,
Symphonic recognition underlined.
Charmed verse more verse would here rehearse, sing praises but, unkind,
Old English, narrow, lacks rhymed wherewithal.
Review true talent, virtues few aspire to, most, resigned,
Regret their springs so swiftly sag, unwind.
In one reflection happiness, contentment unconfined
Emanates, whose rays may never pall,
Resplendent render life's meander, haze and maze maligned,
As empathy, emotions waterfall:
Stream serene and optimistic, cares and trammels left behind.
4 October 2008 after a 19910118 variation of robi03_1220 acrostic Corrieras rewritten - Index Number out of Chronological Sequence
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Melting Pot in Melting Point: A Test Taste after Wanda Lea Brayton
Wing with me through sunrise sweet,
to shed cocoons and spread the sky
with wonder which the dark’s defeat
soon celebrates, to answer why,
puts fears at rest, - no wish deny.
Surprise, where eyes together meet,
melts walls, as none need quantify
new hope no cyclone gust could cheat.
Due cycle, spin, win trust, supply
true scope both Time and Tide defy
Soul in soul can thus complete
its mission~fission and ally
heart once apart from heart to greet
with fresh~baked bread and apple pie
from typhoons, twisters, home and dry.
May mind in mind forever share
discoveries as fresh breeze brings
new hope tonight, to melt despair,
pours joy on troubled waters, sings
horizons fair where no storm swings.
Ripples, small at first, spread where
hope’s atmosphere springs spry, hurt’s stings
are eased to forecast future fair
no need to feed on fear, pull strings
attached to taut strings tied to ‘things’:
Emotions, countless, count, repair
at last the past as fast light’s rings
can interact, new Act prepare,
each scene of which the changes rings,
unseen may stitch enheartenings.
Jingle gently, sweet refrain
of dance inscribed in Book of Fate
where heartache neither know again, -
seed Love none need to counterfeit
feed Love which will not dissipate.
Mingle gently, naught retain,
as aspirations shared translate
dreams into interplay on plane
above tides’ ebb and wane debate,
above all bonds of weight and wait.
Single goes against the grain.
To fuse, refusing solid state,
momentum, mustered, must maintain,
to sow, to grow, to flow, create,
enlightenment anticipate.
Reach me, teach me Life, my Dear,
fears, needs dissolved, cares melts away, -
with each in each, tears disappear,
in time, in rhyme, as interplay
emotions felt in tune may play.
Expand awareness, shed false fear
suppressed emotions melt, - life may
entertain a change of gear
which freedom fosters making hay
while shared sun shines, holds clouds at bay.
Open up as inner ear
taps harmony where once dismay
depressed, entrapped, each hemisphere,
where doubt within, without, would sway
impressions, blinkered insight clear...
© Jonathan Robin Parody written 1 September 2005 – after Wanda Lea Brayton – Romantic Rhyme
Romantic Rhyme
Sing to me of sweet sunrise
fresh~baked bread & apple pies
There is a sonnet in your eyes
my Heart melts, 'tis no surprise
Whisper soft the things you know
all the places that we will go
how your affection you'll always show
that you'll plant flowers all in a row
Murmur gently your sweet refrain
of how we'll dance wildly in the rain
that you'll never try to cause me pain
& that your Love you'll never feign
Speak to me of Life so dear
that I shall have no need to fear
& how you'll wipe away my tears,
for we shall share the passing years
31 August 2005 11: 55 p.m.
© Wanda Lea Brayton
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An Answer?
An Answer?
Seek not in sect the answer to lost soul
As narrow road leads into narrow mind.
Make most of opportunity to find
A way to join both Search and Way made whole.
None need to feed from need to fire the coal,
To spark the flame which burns the Past behind,
Heed intuitions, harmony, to bind
All pattern parts, let inner knots unwind...
22 March 2005 robi03_1080 20050322 see below for sonnet version 20061201 Respite
Respite
Seek not for quick relief, few sects console
as narrow road leads to, from, narrow mind,
open tracks which back up tacks to find
respite till Search and Way unite soul's whole.
None need to feed from need to fire fame’s coal,
match flame with aim in game to leave behind
the past, for first IS last, draws double bind.
Reject temptation’s superficial role,
lip-service lending simply to control
disparities that, poles apart, unwind
when tenets tested cannot be combined
with sentiments sustained, coherent goal.
If puzzle pieces of their own accord
can fit, ‘tis writ, - if not, await reward.
Sonnet version written 1 December 2006 revised 3 January 2012 robi03_1080 20050322 An Answer?
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I On Transit
Upon the cusp of choice and chance,
stagnation's stigma or advance,
the heart must choose though bear in mind
a view holistic, leave behind
judgemental values and askance
eye 'easy' answers, tempting, kind.
Life's finite, if it be romance,
a vote for freedom, high finance,
unbiased ethics underlined
should be to key to Time's wave, find
in time and place trace to enhance
true intuitions, to unwind
the waft and weft whose patterns dance
for which few spare a second glance,
piece jigsaw fractals recombined
into kaleidoscope refined.
Stay not a slave of circumstance,
enhance free-will with shine enshrined.
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Lucy
L ucy ‘Light’ may signify
U ntrammelled wings which soar to breach
C louds grey, distressing, through fog’s reach
Y earned for harmony. The “Why”
L inks to the “How”, can quantify
U nreached ambitions letting each
C ause, effect, combine to teach
Y our spirit patience to defy
L ost time and find true wings to fly.
U nderstanding needs no speech,
C onvictions stores though others leech,
Y et tunes into emotions high.
LU ck turns, as Ethan, too, evolves
CY cles spin, Life problems solves...
10 June 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Double Bind
The book of Life too soon is signed
away, as to eternity
all vain pretentions are resigned,
few dare discover secret key
unlocking cipher which behind
the letters here or there that we
may string together – for mankind
has other claims, priority.
For Cause, Effect, in double bind
united are – and who’d be free
from one the other meets behind
the veil through which few mortals see.
Complexity’s thus intertwined
with what appears simplicity -
yet some solutions groomed may bind
to tomb the doomed had thought to flee.
No culture code or time-line twined
with cant restraints can ever be
maintained for long, life’s dice remind
contentment knows no prepaid fee,
no cash-and-carry cheque combined
with D.N.A. for passage free
accorded some, - the rest, resigned,
monopolizing misery.
There is no fate which, pre-defined,
MUST circumscribe life’s destiny,
or cheese for some, for others rind
to gnaw while stretching sanity
beyond the limits humankind
should tolerate, while vanity -
inanity – must soon unwind
its substance rotting on life’s tree.
When I was born I woke to find
a world in bloom, but lived to see
the flowers fade. Death came, unkind.
May joys not jade, nor love, for thee.
Beyond Time’s dark, incessant, grind,
find ways with creativity
to soar, explore, - scope redesigned -
rejecting blind conformity.
The moral here is underlined: -
play for the day, meet what will be
with open heart and open mind, -
sufficient flexibility,
to see Chance is not undermined,
that every opportunity
may lead beyond bare alley blind
towards serenity.
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Enhanced Impressions
ENHANCED IMPRESSIONS
May [s]he fill heart with laughter, light,
Advance, words weaving soft delight,
Unwind minds' blindness so two might
Dive through each other’s strength, find flight
Effacing walled calls dark as night,
MAUrauders tempting, flying kite.
Defy all mirage motions trite, -
Emotions share that naught need blight?
May [s]he fright shadows, hither bend
Arms into waiting arms to tend
Unending welcome friend as friend
DEstined, in time with rhyme, to mend
MAladies, passing cares, and end
Unbecoming bars, append
Due joy as on shared quest two wend
Enchantment bright as joys ascend.
May [s]he see past time’s veil tonight
A message clear, both dear and bright,
Unwavering image infinite.
DElight may two as one unite
MAy catalyzed by second sight,
Unrealing magic spells excite
Dumb to speech tender, selenite
Entrances, open view seems right.
May [s]he to far horizons lend
AUreate prospect and extend
Dreams to real reel, as two transcend
Evanescent spendthrift spend.
MArch hand in hand and recommend
Unceasing tenderness fair friend.
Days to years sans tears here penned,
Enhanced impressions twin souls blend.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Poem Is A Pearl II
A poem is a pearl which line by line
Presents an image musically aligned,
Opening the windows of the mind,
Enchanting and instructive, half divine.
Mystery, where beauty must combine
Intuition, harmony, entwined
So as its mental message shall unwind
A sense of awe, emotions heady wine,
Prints pictures where once lonely soul would pine,
Estranged from inner happiness, near blind.
A poem is a pearl where one can find
Release, catharsis, an unsullied shrine.
Layers of filmy light infuse the soul,
Where war was, peace prevails, all halt healed whole.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Music and Passion and Music
Mirrored echoes dance, shades leave behind
Upward spiral, circle higher still.
Shadow personae played out, heart and will,
Inside and out reflect hopes redefined.
Can this light true remain or wane? We find
At last trace of shared space to dreams fulfill.
Now answer Dear, do you, too, warm and chill?
Depth of feeling freed, hearts need to bind,
Passion parallel, to urge aligned,
As one, - tendril touching - surging thrill,
Sensations soothing dissonance to still
Secret fears, time's sentence purged, demined.
In gentleness soul strokes soul til release
ON wings of comfort comes, whole makes each piece.
Ph[r]ase by ph[r]ase, souls tenderly tendril,
Answer questions. Sun beneath the skin
Sensations warms, blood pulses fast to win
Satisfaction which can Trust instill.
In gentless soul strokes twin soul until
Only smiles sleep comforts, kin find kin.
No dream is this, which daylight will wear thin!
At last trace of shared space may dreams fulfill.
Now must your answer show our overspill!
Depth of feeling, harmony, begin
Mirrored dance where darkness seems a sin.
Upwards two halves united spin - no chill
Shadow portends which could kill - love unshared.
I, Charmed, disarmed, am for your smile prepared
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Respite
Seek not in sect soul’s quest for quick relief
as narrow road leads to, from, narrow mind,
open tracks which back up tacks to find
respite till Search and Way unite as whole.
None need to feed from need to fire fame’s coal,
match flame with aim in game to leave behind
the past, for first IS last, draws double bind.
Reject temptation’s superficial role,
lip-service lending simply to control
disparities that, poles apart, unwind
when tenets tested cannot be combined
with sentiments sustained, coherent goal.
If puzzle pieces of their own accord
can fit, ‘tis writ, - if not, await reward.
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AN ANSWER?
Seek not in sect the answer to lost soul
As narrow road leads into narrow mind.
Make most of opportunity to find
A way to join both Search and Way made whole.
None need to feed from need to fire the coal,
To spark the flame which burns the Past behind,
Heed intuitions, harmony, to bind
All pattern parts, let inner knots unwind...
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I've Played at Love
I’VE PLAYED AT LOVE
I've played at love before, as careless lover,
Viewed prospects varied with a distant eye.
Enchantment with enchantment would supply
Part-time employment, feelings undercover.
Love's osmosis, I dared not discover,
As empathy gives depth few care to try.
Yet should now lightning strike, - my quest's reply -
Enlightenment which lets the soul recover
Delight to light the will to live, not hover,
At sea with self defied, I’d not deny
The tenderness ‘One’ might personify.
Laughter shared may heaven on earth uncover.
Others would seem sad ghosts, drift drab or worse -
VErsifying here I wait, rehearse...
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I'VE PLAYED AT LOVE
I've played at love before, as careless lover
V iewed prospects varied with a distant eye.
E nchantment with enchantment did supply
P art-time employment, feelings undercover.
L ove's osmosis, I dared not discover,
A s empathy gives depth few care to try.
Y et has your lightening struck, my quest's reply -
E nlightenment which lets my soul recover
D elight to light the will to live, not hover
A t sea with self defied, who did deny
T he tenderness that you personify!
L aughter shared can heaven on earth uncover.
O thers appear as ghosts, both grey and rotten
VEstal she who'll never be forgotten !
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Key Change
When rhyme scheme frames dimensions few suspect
then climb dream flames, intentions true, respect.
No boundaries, no limit locks the mind.
so sound are these, throw spirit blocks behind.
Reach out, think, skein, words hidden blind reject,
speech doubt, ink vain, chords bidden bind, select.
Avoid inconstant compromise unkind,
a void-spin instant, dumb surmise. Unwind
extrapolations lazy, circumspect,
examinations mazy. Reconnect.
Free frequencies from spectrum fee assigned,
see sequence, seize connections realigned.
Sell static short, key change, unbattern hatch,
elastic thought, free range, fun pattern match.
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Key Change
When rhyme scheme frames dimensions few suspect
then climb dream flames, intentions true, respect.
No boundaries, no limit locks the mind.
so sound are these, throw spirit blocks behind.
Reach out, think, skein, - words hidden blind reject –
speech doubt, ink vain, chords bidden bind, select.
Avoid inconstant compromise unkind,
a void-spin instant, dumb surmise. Unwind
extrapolations lazy, circumspect,
examinations mazy. Reconnect.
Free frequencies from spectrum unassigned,
see sequencies, connexions, realigned.
Sell static short, key change, unbattern hatch,
elastic thought, free range, fun pattern match.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Fresh Perceptions
Though formal verse depends in part
upon what flows before, the mind
weaves new waft on old weft to bind
a unique imprint when hand, heart,
through sense decyphered may impart
fresh perceptions to unwind
conundrums which most readers find
to inaccessible to chart.
Love of language tears apart
formality, digs deep behind
the lines to draw conclusions signed
in images which ever start
to sketch horizons infinite.
Quest’s laurels rest with insight bright.
3 December 2007
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Impromptu - What is Poetry?
Evacuate all thought and fix the mind
upon a golden guideline, balanced, yet
uncertain still, yet still, yet still upset.
Enshrine a moment’s dream, Time left behind.
Love, beauty, truth, to harmony, soul, bind
within your heart, all echo else forget.
Sing, laugh and cry alone, on chance course set.
In smile, word, sigh and look your art has signed
exquisite canvas, fearful, charming, - find
with a teardropp priceless pearl reset.
The poet’s passion here on Earth is met,
his worth, his life, ambitions, are defined.
poem by Alfred de Musset, translated by Jonathan Robin
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Reluctant
RELUCTANT
Much need to feed, reluctant to be fed,
A paradox where intellect detracts.
Unlocking former fears dulls doubt’s attacks,
Desire draws trumps, lumps crumple, heart instead
Exposes double bind behind mind led
Combatting déjà vu's stark whites and blacks.
One wonders why self-confidence she lacks
Regarding sensuality two thread -
Rough past perhaps cost counted, mirage bled.
Idyll awaits as life's flow interacts
Exchanging sentiments, repairing cracks,
Response, reactions spurned, tunes heart to head.
As nurture helps true sentiments take root,
Seed sown may blossom, fair boughs bear full fruit.
Mediocrity can’t be her cup of tea.
Alert intelligence seems well aware
Urge to expand won't simply stop and stare,
Doubts must flout through shared transparency
Exploring wave lengths to which few can key.
Control, when role-reversed helps heart prepare
Open options, sloughs defensive layer,
Refutes old walls, heeds shackled spirit’s plea.
Renascent quest for self-acceptancy
Inhibitions shed is inner prayer -
Emancipation, self-fulfilling dare -
Requires heart’s hopes stir mind’s integrity
Affording comfort outside status quo,
So happiness may shared emotions know.
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Reluctant
Need to feed, reluctant to be fed,
Is paradox where intellect attracts.
Comb[in]ing 'cause/effect' for hidden tracks
Opens patterns which help thInk ahead.
Leaving double bind behind, mind's led
Away from déjà vu's stark whites and blacks.
Transparency and harmony she lacks
As trust now's earned - a narrow path to tread.
Years past did count the cost, by mirages bled.
Look forward, sow, as life's flow interacts
On feelings fresh emotions mesh, - no cracks -
Reactions to response tune heart to head.
Nurtured may true sentiments take root,
Then flourish there, their boughs may bear full fruit.
Neutrality is not her cup of tea.
Intelligence creative and aware
Cannot stagnate, won't simply stop and stare.
Open mind needs visibility,
Links in to wave lengths very few can key, -
Answers which should new advance prepare -
To change dimensions, while defensive layer
At last could soften, leaving spirit free.
Yet though the quest for self discovery
Lends hope to scope to answer inner prayer
Only though self-acceptance may one dare
Respond entirely with integrity.
Never content within the status quo,
The 'why' and 'wherefore' one must ever know.
21 July 2004
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