From Epidermal Taxidermy to Internal Epiphany
FROM EPIDERMAL TAXIDERMY TO INTERNAL EPIPHANY
Portrait of fair mind is neither, nor!
neither mastered nor in pieces shred,
displayed to touring tourists - Turrell's bore -
whose dreams no themes of genius hint ahead.
Could paint drip down to mop pain's vail of tears,
unveiling pooled oasis to exchange,
past wraith, fresh faith to grace remaining years,
then fears would fade before excitement strange.
From monochrome to rainbow glow display
“we are such stuff as dreams are made of” shows,
no lifeless stuffing, feathers drooping, fray;
vitality surpasses surface glows
to put to shame greyed taxidermist’s skills
forever fixed in time: true talent spills.
True talent overflows as curiousity
channels potential, recent acquisitions,
to harness latent energy, to free
flame burning to encounter twin shared visions.
Gold courage holds no secrets for fair muse
whose darker shades may by Miss, understood,
misunderstandings sweep away to choose
hues better read, refusing mirage wood.
If one would ink fresh portrait of fair mind
contact’s impact could do it justice true,
where words match deeds indeed, feed surge behind
layered lines to tempt that talent through.
No taxidermist’s trophy, prized possession,
pro-active win/win casts out sin, transgression.
Shared view should sunshine through tune-blended flow
to filter out, to mend, doubt’s daunting pain,
suspend in amber all imbroglio
freeing focus, tender trust sustain.
Bottled up desire too well preserves
formaldehyde-postponed screw-cap allure,
throttles interaction, tires, reserves
soul’s parking place, secure in sinecure.
Restraints life paints can’t canvas open urge,
anticipate emotions strong, long stored
in hibernation waiting to emerge,
eager for adventures unexplored.
Suspended animation soul-song cheats
with taxidermist version of heart’s beats.
Could luck alight tonight and somehow show
new way to leech frustration numbing brain,
expelling anguish, clear life’s window pane
enabling visibility again,
tranquility, well-being, would be served
enlightenment free from base forfeiture,
patience rewarded, confidence unswerved
empowerment united would endure.
Presentiments’ proactive sudden surge
should spring untrammelled, never over-awed,
harmony should music make, minds merge,
afford fair future, fabulous award.
No trophy, conquest, motivates fresh start,
no taxidermist stuffing for cold heart.
Emancipation, insight bright, should show
swift way to waft away harsh pressure-pain,
reach through both silence, speech, teach two could know
there’s never need to outwardly explain.
No need to hide. When tenderness may glow
self-preservation safe in status quo
ill jars upon will’s senses – none can sow
deep frozen feelings on prepackaged plane.
Encourage feelings stage by stage to grow,
to soar with wings of scope whose hope won’t wane -
through chrysalid until the imago
lifts suspended animation’s chain.
Unexplored emotions free, elective,
shun taxidermist stuffing too protective.
13 March 2004 revised 22 October 2008 initial sonnets added 15 September 2009
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Initial title From Hibernation for previous version see below
From Epidermal Taxidermy to Internal Epiphany
Shared view should sunshine through tune-blended flow
to mend, to filter out, doubt’s daunting pain,
suspend in amber life’s imbroglio
helping two find focus, trust sustain
Bottled up desire, too well preserved,
formaldehyde-postponed in its allure,
throttles interaction, conserves reserved
soul’s parking place, secure in sinecure.
Restraints life paints can’t canvas open urge,
anticipate emotions strong, long stored
in hibernation waiting to emerge,
eager for adventures unexplored.
Suspended animation soul-song cheats
with taxidermist version of heart’s beats.
Could luck alight tonight and somehow show
new way to leech frustration numbing brain,
expelling anguish, clear life’s window pane
enabling visibility again,
tranquility, well-being, would be served
enlightenment free from base forfeiture,
patience rewarded, confidence unswerved
empowerment united would endure.
Presentiments’ proactive sudden surge
should spring untrammelled, never over-awed,
harmony should music make, minds merge,
afford fair future, fabulous award.
No trophy, conquest, motivates fresh start,
no taxidermist stuffing for cold heart.
Emancipation, insight bright, should show
swift way to waft away harsh pressure-pain,
reach through both silence, speech, teach two could know
there’s never need to outwardly explain.
No need to hide. When tenderness may glow
self-preservation safe in status quo
ill jars upon will’s senses – none can sow
deep frozen feelings on prepackaged plane.
Encourage feelings stage by stage to grow,
to soar with wings of scope whose hope won’t wane -
through chrysalid until the imago
lifts suspended animation’s chain.
Emotions unexplored two souls should chart,
shun taxidermist stuffing of sole heart.
13 March 2004 revised 22 October 2008
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for previous version entitled From Hibernation see below
From Hibernation
Could luck alight tonight and somehow show
how to leech out each doubt which wracks the brain,
retain in amber life’s imbroglio,
from strife pluck pain, so only joys remain.
Jars of desire, too long, too well preserved -
formaldehyde-suspension forfeiture -
lack patience, trust a track has been reserved
to pack soothed heart in comfort sinecure.
Such insulation flash froze vital urge,
which reawakens after aeons stored,
from hibernation soul-song must emerge
to share adventures so far unexplored.
No trophy, conquest, motivates bold start –
no taxidermist stuffing for cold heart..
Why then, the light within would brighter flow
to waft away anxiety and pain,
in silence shared gain confidence to know -
there’d be no need to outwardly explain.
No need to hide when tenderness may glow, -
Who needs formaldehyde with meanings plain?
It jars upon the senses – who could sow
deep frozen sentiments on prepacked plane?
Encourage feelings stage by stage to grow,
to sweep from source force into life again -
through chrysalid until the imago
suspended animation lifts, sheds skein.
Emotions unexplored two now should chart
No taxidermist stuffing for the heart!
13 March 2004
Poem From Epidermal Taxidermy to Internal Epiphany © Jonathan Robin
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There is one difference between a tax collector and a taxidermist- the taxidermist leaves the hide.
quote by Mortimer Caplin
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Fresh Dimensions
Magic passion lifts aloft life’s song,
as love's light flexes butterfly-bright wings,
unchains hope's scope, reclaims aims' heartfelt rings,
dreams forward stream, finds feelings fair and strong.
Enigmas are resolved - false right, true wrong -
curb rash rush to judgement, insight brings
on innate understanding, softly sings
revealing fresh dimensions where “belong”
real empathy may entertain, prolong.
Invite proactive flight free from kite strings,
exile Time’s agression, salve past stings -
response sees through all torture-mirage tongs
attains new plane where each from each learns much,
spins sentiments meant to enhance shared touch.
10 June 2006 revised 18 May 2008 for previous version see below
Breathless passion lifts aloft life’s song,
Existence flexes butterfly-bright wings,
Leads to true aims attained, - unchained heart rings
Ideal dream’s forward stream, finds feelings strong.
No preconceptions air false right, true wrong,
Dare rush to judgement, for fresh insight brings
An innate understanding as scope sings
Boundless expansion where the word “belong”
Empathy may entertain, prolong.
Leave Time’s agression, all unpleasant stings,
Invite proactive flight free from kite strings.
New doors lead into sharing far from nong!
Draw inspiration to enhance and cheer
A reach where each from each learns vision clear.
10 June 2006
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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.
21 July 2004 revised 15 October 2008
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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
© Jonathan Robin
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Lift glad eye, live lauded, new dream's due destined stream
O I at murky care oil magic eased, view so
Vision is seen all loving, fresh oaths twinned souls sow.
Earth I bless, heed anew, trust to love's lifelong gleam.
Let heart flow free, reap strong emotional shared theme
Yet find mind-share where all is rare, close kin souls grow.
Radiant fair, each may ever forwards free go
As scope one's way could hope to scrap base evil scheme
Remorse steps back. Unroll, dear, your true talents' beam,
Each must share, maid unite for happy future's flow.
May our decree play out, fear old melts, joys gold glow.
As sunny skies, prayers blend to lend hope, past redeem.
Gaudeamus echo if tenderness free sun
I Come to you, sing on, mauled config draw now won.
external acrostic
Lovely Rare Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Now won ward gift of love enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart's dream's due destined stream
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using essentially the same internal acrostics
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Laugh, Share Magic
Lift upward drive, laugh to share dream on stream,
Ail not, new dare oils pro-active vast flow.
Unspent talent lilliputians nowhere know
Gut triumph speeds, new light tells growth may gleam.
Hid heart-flow free, reap strong exalting theme.
Shining mind-share, where all rare spirits grow,
He, trustful, teaching, special harvests sow,
As scope one's way shows, hope, no scrappy scheme
Reacts to take back stray heyday insight's beam.
Each must shine, more, unite for talents glow
May offer useful growth, autonomy show
Assuring this, grey past taos to light's dream.
Gauge this echo. If sonnet sets free soul,
I come to you, sing on, heart aspiring whole.
external acrostic
Laugh, Share Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Gift of hope enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart see dream on stream
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Touching Tendrils
TOUCHING TENDRILS
Touching tendrils feather fills life’s song,
Existence flexes butterfly bright wings,
New heights attained, unchained brain changes rings,
Dreams shared bear forward twinned emotions strong.
Ease of mind both find - no right, no wrong -
Renewal soothes both restlessness, stress stings.
New stirrings, purrings. Pair together brings
Empathy expanding before long.
Sensitivity feels 'I belong',
Sees comfort sharing peace not scrambled strings.
From Time’s aggression and ‘repentance flings’
Open hearts share tenderness, prolong
Reach where each learns from each, teach insight clear,
Magic touch as feather light as dear.
25 July 2001 revised 13 December 2008
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See ‘Tenderness For’ previous version below
‘repentance flings’ see Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam – Edward Fitzgerald
Tenderness For...
Tender feelings fill life with soft song,
Existence, like a butterfly, finds wings,
New heights can reach to teach us many things -
Dreams forward look, hearts share emotions strong.
Ease of mind we find, - no right, no wrong, -
Reduced is tension, as when bell joy rings
New love with bridal pair together, brings
Empathy, understanding, vision long.
Sensitivity feels 'I belong',
Sees, confident, a future free from strings,
Free from aggression, - Time's unpleasant stings
Outlawed are, all turns tenderness, strong.
Rose without a thorn, light fair and clear,
may guide our way each day, each month, each year.
25 July 2001
Touching Tendrils poem © Jonathan Robin
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What is the difference between a taxidermist and a tax collector? The taxidermist takes only your skin.
quote by Mark Twain
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Providential Piece
Song of my soul, soul of song,
long to belong to true beau,
strong where most, weak, string along,
short to wrong conquer and, oh!
Hope for new scope, scope for hope,
never a bye line to toe,
rope with no strings, wings which cope
with winds of change strange, far range, so
dawn of my dawn she became,
fame of shared flame through time's flow,
drawn thorn as newborn glows game's aim,
name of my name who'll rhymes sow.
Bride to abide through the years,
tears clears, cheers as fearful fears go,
far and wide side by side soon appears
for hope nears when heart steers Cupid's bow.
Light of my light shines fair muse
whose views offer cues to bestow
bright blessings no wight could confuse,
clues choose to ignore or loose, glow
fires faith which aspires through tuned lyre
to translate runes ballooning to show
desires which inspire more desire,
enthuse, offer boon zephyr blow.
Waft of my weave I believe
receiving achieves to and fro
unsparing free sharing, two cleave
to each other, discover plateau
untouched and unsmutched for none grieve,
minds leave much behind more to know,
much more as two cores interleave
than first found as obbligato.
Flight through insight to delight
metamorphosis few undergo,
bright star once afar turning night
into day which all pray apropos.
HEART which HE ARTfully writes,
SHE ALl HEALS to unseal joy's chateau,
rite rightfully cited incites
an urge to merge, surge, long ago
foreseen to be queen, reconcile
surface smile with sacred undertow,
rile, bile, soothing to guileless beguile
while sentiments soft overflow.
Find mind behind features sublime
refusing narrow status quo
refusing to mime p[h]antomime,
all acknowledge respect none forego.
Links my pen inks trace their source,
course, and force, as above and below
in story on[e] glory discourse,
never coarse, no remorse ever know.
Dawn of my dawn she'll remain,
never wane, prove joys vain - sun and snow
come and go, she alone, once again
it is plain, easing pain, wards off woe.
Providential piece could reel out
more praise to the envy of time,
but you, reader, must out and about,
go in peace, we'll release you from rhyme.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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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
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Touch Tingles Current Version of Etrangère
Enchanting spirit re-keys gypsy strings
To comfort share with one who comfort brings,
Refusing closed horizons, narrow mind,
Anxiety repressed, regrets behind
Neu[t]ral spin where choice clips angel's wings.
Growth within outflies all pinionning
Expelling half-truths, full stops, alleys blind,
Responsive firefly sparkling waves rewind
Energies, complicity charms, sings.
Explosion or implosion? Walls must fall.
Touch tingles, banning barricades once tall,
Releasing the imagination led
Ahead to bridge hope's current watershed,
No darkness may mind's heart momentum stall.
Growth within heart channels from free-fall,
Emotions rich, once recognized, joy thread,
Repudiate fear's fantasies to spread
Emancipation - Man must fly not crawl.
Eternal longing, and reflections deep,
True to their promise, numbness, soul asleep,
Readily heal, unseal emotions which
At last evolve, kaleidoscopic, rich.
New colour contours, Cupid's quantum leap.
Grow within, transform transitions. Weep
Evaporates. Fresh paraph[r) ases stitch
Relationships outside time, space, trace pitch
Expansion. Feelings which seemed lost, two reap.
Exiled is light when self-denial nails
Tenderness in tomb, self-torture's flails.
Remember fluids always find weak point
And 'truth will out' shall never disappoint.
Nature nurtures. Hibernation's jails,
Gaol coffin self-made chrysalis, soon stales.
Emerging 'imago-nation' may anoint
Responsive feelings, nothing out of joint,
Empathy explicitly prevails.
(7 October 2008)
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Symbiotic Symphony
Slim beauty, fair hair sun-bright cloud
about her billows, surface calm
masks deep emotions, soul uncowed,
search newly blessed by soothing balm.
She wandered, lonely, through the crowd,
observing all, yet often seemed
both close and distant, head unbowed,
epitome of dreams she’d dreamed.
Sweet symbiotic symphony
awaiting liberating call,
preparing serendipity,
would nonetheless retain high wall
until discovering within
an infinite capacity
for stretching wings devoid of sin,
freed from former opacity.
Perpetual priority
protecting family until
each child - Ambre, Axel, Alice and Camille -
could thread autonomy and will
to flourish confident and be
emancipate - though never still -
from ignorance, fatuity.
Priority number two: to join
to present questions answers which
might mint fresh happiness' bright coin
a future fair, shared feelings rich
that none could question, none purloin,
an idyll oasis to stitch
nest nurturing til kids conjoin.
Deceptive calm! Her mind must try
to comprehend and then translate,
so children share, none e’er run shy
of fighting prejudice and hate.
Though world be harsh, though time swift fly,
empowered troupe she'd teach instate
an energy none misapply
true joy, fresh focus liberate.
Mistrusting superfluity
she scans horizons far beyond
face values, gilt annuity,
both mass hysteria, mass despond.
With natural ingenuity
imagination's magic wand
ingenuous spells melody
seductive that can correspond
to joy infinite - jeopardy
overcome by feelings fond.
Stupidity, conformity,
she spurns, returns to 'bas monde' frowned,
sad superficiality: -
short shrift she gives rave party round.
Unused to being understood,
her insight into others bores,
the trees she sees, ignores deadwood
non-thinkers – blinkers she abhors.
On levels few dare venture stood
pre-eminent ambitions stored
against wise day when wide walls would
implode without remorse, record
no trace of former heartache, could
advance through regions unexplored
to promised land where all for good
may blossom free with dreams restored.
Against the ‘current’ with the stream,
she seeks sweet, simple harmony,
both sunset, sunrise, inner gleam
respond in synchronicity
with heart at ease in pleasing dream
as if complementarity
flows naturally, home grown, shares beam
rewarding, hope sown harvest's key.
(24 October 1992 revised 6 November 2008
for previous version entitled Deceptive Calm see below)
Deceptive Calm
Slim beauty, dark locks in a cloud
about her billowed, surface calm
masked deep emotions, soul uncowed,
but still unblessed by soothing balm.
She wandered, lonely, through the crowd,
observing all. She always seemed
both close and distant, head unbowed,
epitome of dreams she’d dreamed.
Unused to being understood,
her insight into others bored,
the trees she saw, but not the wood,
nor could she –blinkers she abhorred.
Against the ‘current’ with the stream,
she sought sweet, simple harmony,
both sunset, sunrise, inner gleam
response – complementarity.
Priority retained: to join
to present questions answers which
might mint fresh happiness and coin
a future fair, shared feelings rich.
Deceptive calm! Her mind would try
to comprehend and then translate,
that all might share, none e’er run shy
of fighting prejudice and hate.
(24 October 1992)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sharing
SHARING
Emotions pooled through message simple, clear
empathy extend, blend double heart
finding behind the lines joy’s world apart -
no challenge for the sake of challenge here.
Creative thinking helps both persevere
openly, free from artificial art.
Arrogance, intolerance, which chart
shipwreck sure, are absent as, sincere,
touching trust, whatever course they steer,
is manifest, sails to safe port where part
and whole are won, minds common aims impart.
Time, distance, fade as frontiers disappear.
Structure is not stricture when our verse
evokes shared image timeless two rehearse.
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Sharing
Emotions pooled through simple message clear
empathy extend to warm the heart
which seeks behind the lines a world apart -
no challenge for the sake of challenge here.
Creative thinking helps the mind appear
open, free from artificial art.
Arrogance, intolerance, which chart
shipwreck sure, are absent as, sincere,
the reader’s touched whatever course [s]he’d steer
through trust towards a harbour safe where part
and whole are won, which common aims impart.
Time, distance, fade as frontiers disappear.
Structure is not stricture when the verse
evokes shared image, timeless to rehearse
4 August 2004
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Nothing is Impossible
N othing is Impossible where heart
O pens out to heart when, far apart,
T wo minds touch tendrils, tender feelings flow
H ope effervesces, empathy may glow
I n scope communicating common start,
N ew adventure no known maps may chart.
G reat expectations may be met, and so
I f screens can disappear, fresh breezes blow
S omething precious shall the applecart
I nside upset. Simplicity, not art,
M ay then emotions foster, help to grow.
P erhaps the role ‘chance’ plays in life, may show
O bstacles to be the counterpart
S ecret of opportunities in part
S et back from sight, from what the mind needs know.
I nsight alone lets light from darkness sow
B etween the life-lines seeds love can impart.
L et twinned souls travel to those realms Descartes
E ncountered not through ‘logic pure’... Think Heart!
29 August 1996 revision date uncertain before 2000
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Nothing is Impossible!
Life offers opportunities to rise
Above the hum and drum of everyday,
Discarding empty arguments to play
A role that true intelligence supplies.
Know by intelligence one means the cries
Only the heart can feel and share, display
Love’s echo in a magic interplay,
And new tomorrows free from former ties.
Remember as you read these lines that skies
Of blue will chase all worries, cares, away,
Vanquishing uncertainties, dark, grey.
At last through hope for scope see new dawn rise!
Let light and laughter link, from false fears free,
Know nothing is impossible for thee!
22 August 1996
acrostic Poem © Jonathan Robin – Nothing is Impossible
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Rune-Tune
H earts in harmony anticipate
A nswers well before a question’s put.
Z ones dark lead to light freed as magic flute
E mpathy inspires, all senses sate.
O pen door, therefore, unlocks each gate -
F inds minds aligned, joy unconfined takes root
D efying Time as inner ear, acute,
E xtends beyond the patterned web of Fate.
S urrender self, fast cast out cares, relate.
I ntuitively, rune-tune absolute
R esponds with trust all envy must confute -
E nchantment, feeding, never need abate.
N one seeks sense or defense when hearts sincere,
OWn not but share emotions crystal clear.
© Jonathan Robin – robi3_0751 acrostic sonnet written
5 November 2004 revised 20 March 2005 and 20081110
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previous title Haze of Desire for initial version title Surrender Self see below
Surrender Self
Harmony helps to anticipate
Answers well before a question’s put.
Zones dark freed to light bright lead, joy’s flute,
Empathy inspires, all senses sate.
Open door, therefore, unlock each gate
Find minds aligned, as joy at last takes root
Defying Time as inner ear, acute,
E nds challenge to the patterned web of Fate.
Surrender self and fast cast cares, relate
Into insight’s rune tune absolute.
Respond with trust and I will follow suit
Enchantment shared which never shall abate.
5 November 2004
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Ars Poetica
Some from within, some from without,
without a doubt set to,
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to flow, grow, glow. Thereto
through weaving in and weeding out
touch base with Nature, cue
time, place, as twins defeat and wins
ignored are through and through.
No need to shout, run roundabout,
use artificial glue,
scribe’s violin tunes, underpins,
technique as heart rings true.
Sensations scout, don’t beat about
the bush, tout false virtue,
The poet’s string must second skin
become, ne’er dumb, askew.
Words work their way by night and day
from phases past, to light
through threads at play that more threads lay,
reeled phrases feed fresh flight.
(30 March 2005 revised 9 June 2007 and 1 February 2012)
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see below for previous version entitled Poetics
Poetics
Some from within some from without
without a doubt flow true
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to grow, and then glows too
through weaving in and weeding out -
touch intuitions know
from phases past so phrases last
through threads which more threads sow...
(30 March 2005)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Suspended In Animation
Suspended in Animation
To be lifeless and still
Watch the world passing by
Dreaming Forever
In a world of in justice
To be suspended in animation
To care for all people
But unable to help them
Musing forever
In a world of prejudice
To be suspended in animation
To yearn ends to conflict
Though you cannot end it
Withdrawn forever
In a world of war
To be suspended in animation
To covet life
A vessel for your soul
A body and conscious
From where you can forge change
To wake to a cause
And help the human race
This is your fate
Don't stray from it
Or be suspended in animation
By Alan McDowall
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Poetics
Some from within some from without
without a doubt flow true
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to glow, then grows anew.
Through weaving in and weeding out -
touch intuitions cue -
from phases past fair phrases spin
through threads which more threads brew.
Thus in and out and round about
rhyme climbs as curlicue
expands ideas, wins interest in
both content, form, will woo
the readers who fresh insights scout
both options chosen, those fates glue,
into life's sins, its losses, wins,
would revelation view.
© Jonathan Robin – robi3_0778 written 30 March 2005 revised 20070619 and 20081112 for previous version see below
Poetics
Some from within some from without
without a doubt flow true
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to grow, and then glows too
through weaving in and weeding out -
touch intuitions know
from phases past so phrases last
through threads which more threads sow...
© Jonathan Robin – written 30 March 2005
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Cleansed
CLEANSED
Love cleansed today dreams interplay
complete, spoon, fork and knife,
derides dismay, lined cares which prey
upon brief Beauty’s life.
From disarray love’s here to stay,
towards joy’s light may trace
convincing way, chase cares which weigh
down those who change fear face.
Keep open door, no bad blood pour,
tomorrows true touch base,
hope sets fair score where scope’s shared core
united future grace.
Concord and cheer won’t disappear
when feelings interface
with someone near, who clear will hear
heart, comfort, share embrace.
Thus, change of gear, dissolve false fear,
it seems in any case
enchantment here may re-appear,
admit acceptance, space.
Life’s new frontier in this New Year
lost voice shall now replace,
from drear nights’ wear to fresh light steer,
heartease naught may displace.
22 March 2005 significantly rewritten 30 December 2008
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for previous version entitled Love’s Future Fare see below
Love’s Future Fare
Love yesterday seemed interplay
complete, spoon, fork and knife
that scorned dismay, false on fears does prey
to threaten Beauty’s life.
But try today to feel a way
towards the light don’t trace
heart’s disarray, the fears which weigh,
the weary tears, disgrace.
Don’t close white door let blood red poor
with future fair touch base!
if traitor’s core is known before
tomorrow you may face.
When drugs and beer both disappear
soon feelings interface
with someone near, who clear will hear
heart, comfort and embrace.
So, change of gear, dissolve false fear,
it seems in any case
resentment here needs disappear,
leave hope for scope and space.
Life new frontier will find, my Dear,
Death’s shadow shall replace,
all nights austere to fresh light steer
there’s other fish to chase!
22 March 2005
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Music Keys Muse
Music offers key that may unlock
emotions’ tides which wash wide, far beyond
life’s toil and troubles, act as magic wand
ending Time’s hold on Man’s internal clock
where fresh horizons future fair unblock.
Enchantment uninhibited, true bond,
links heart to heart as each to each responds
as agent free to answer Chance’s knock.
Music’s magic, shared, must distance mock,
exchanging tone-true notes, souls correspond,
unleashing feelings, sound profound and fond,
resplendent rainbow unwrecked by Time’s rock.
Love’s lighthouse beacon crowned with music may
illuminate, each season sweet as May.
19 September 2005 revisedd 10 April 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Yesterdays Letter
I wrote a letter yesterday
Just trying to explain
Couldnt find the words to say
Cause you are so far away, so far away
I wrote a letter yesterday
Its so hard for me to face
That it had to end this way
But my love will never change, will never change
When I search my soul to find the truth
About the love we shared
I wonder why youre no longer here
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you
Craves for you
Sings for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
Ive been talking in my sleep
About the way it used to be
Girl I pray that you hear me
Then Ill see you in my dreams
Oh, in my dreams
Well I cant forget the words you said
To pull away from my life
And no matter what Ill carry you inside
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
Sooner or later your gonna realize
That this type of love happens once in your life
So open your eyes girl
And see what we could be
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Acceptance Dance
She stands on river's brink to think
of future fair ahead,
holds hands with wonder's link to ink
all hope her heart has said.
She dreams beyond the veil this tale
to share where all mundane
may shed away, hope's gleam won't fail
to soothe away past pain.
She sways below the mountain high
to rhythms heart may start
to startle into starlit sky
from hibernation, chart
the way to interplay which may
anticipations meet,
where each day's reach may break away
from cares, and, sharing, greet
dreams blessed as fears fade, laid to rest,
metamorphosis wished -
renewed is zest, heart's treasure chest
unlocked, unblocked, relished.
She leans into the breeze and sees
fresh opportunities
where Love love frees to please, to tease,
to seize beyond the seas
Joy where she understands all lands
by rainbow bridge are spanned,
as mountain lies at peace with skies
where providence joins hands
with laughter, light, by day, by night,
by insight spurred to fly
on wings of white to true delight -
acceptance seeks no 'Why? '...
3 September 2007
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