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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Ready To Fly
I've been trying to open the door
To the secret of my destiny
And every new road I think is the one
Seems to lead right back to me
I've looked for a way to be wiser
A way to be strong
Now I see the answer was hiding
In me all along
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood
Like so many others I know
So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on
When I should've been letting go
I was given the gift to find it
The spirit inside me
But I never really imagined
All I could be
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
The answer to all of my wonder
Was right in my hands
Now it's time for me to discover
All that I am
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
I've always had wings
Now I'm finally ready to fly
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Find Self through Self Forgot - Acrostic Sonnet
Too much spleen's uttered, utterly unbid,
Of hatred, anger, spiteful envy hid,
But transits unattainted true texts teach
Essential to serenity, can reach
Over time’s stream to show dream’s sacred speech -
Rebirth of Man’s most magic meanings mid
New dogmatists who unchecked progress preach.
‘Oubli’ - Lethe’s spirit - would impeach
The essence of existence, listless leech
The sap to drain emotions, deign love rid.
Open your soul, dissolve constraining lid.
BE one with all, let all be one with thee,
find self through self forgot, attaining harmony.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Wings
We teach each rounded shoulder
holds wings enfolded there -
which, when heart's bare, life colder,
could reach out everywhere.
Don’t wait as passive folder
nor rhyme, nor time to spare
for voice, for choice untold, - a
shadow’s shadow scare.
If wings found speech life bolder
would be, no fears, despair,
no fickle wind sheer, boulder, -
joy’s windfall's waiting where
defeat, aground to moulder,
prepares sound rebound rare.
Remember, when you're older,
to wish swell wings well fair.
Although regrets now smolder
don’t only ‘stand and stare’,
respond, beyond beholder,
reveal concealed spring, flair
which thinks fate’s inks have scrolled a
desire to challenge, dare.
Tomorrow greener, golder,
peels off grief laden layer...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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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.
robi03_0423_robi03_0000 XXX_KLX
(27 October 1990 revised17 June 1991 and 3 May 2005)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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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)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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If I Had Wings
Open inside something about this pain
Theres something about this sweet refrain
Reminds me that youre not there
And if I could care theres something about this curse
Like a needle inside a silken purse
Reminds me of all that youd bring
If I had wings
Im still standing
Blue mountain high
Only the fables get to fly
Without these words theres no reason why
It reminds me of all that you bring
If I had wings
Would like to teach myself
If I had wings
Would learn to stir myself
If I had wings
Strapped inside wont be denied
Nightmare brings
All that you said
And if I could fly
Long time saviour
Thats the sinners crime
Well without such trust
I know that I can never find
Never find - never find - never find
If I had wings
If I had wings
Im still standing
Never find - never find - never find
Open inside something about this pain
Theres something about this sweet refrain
Reminds me that youre not there
And if I could care theres something about this curse
Like a needle inside a silken purse
Reminds me of all that youd bring
If I had wings
If I had wings
If I had wings
If I had wings
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Free
Fly like a bird for you are free.
Soar high because that is where you will be going.
For although you are still at the ground your wings will get you higher.
So don't be afraid to take your very first steps and fly out and experience a new world.
You will face obstacles but that is how life works but just keep flapping your wings until you are high.
High above the clouds where the amazing things are.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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Gods children, both of us
Poor Beauty, my feathered friend,
Your heart is cold, upon the ground.
Ah, your colours fade to grey
I can see your eyes lose their shine.
Your wings can´t carry you anymore
The sweet melody died out
Oh my princess of the air, your time has come.
You shall never reach the cloud crown.
Let me hold you one last time,
My hands will support you on your last journey.
Lift on your wings once more child of the sky,
For death is the greatest adventure.
Fly towards the light of almighty
But you must go alone, humble and afraid.
How I long to soar away with you!
But I am a human, child of earth,
Born from soil and water, bound to my mother, the globe.
I have no feathers, no wings, we are different
You and I, daughter of the wind, prisoner of the ground.
Now I say my good bye´s, return to me, when I am dead.
I hope, I pray that when I´m gone
I can grow white feathers and be free!
poem by Anne Harkonen
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Upon A House Shaken By The Land Agitation
HOW should the world be luckier if this house,
Where passion and precision have been one
Time out of mind, became too ruinous
To breed the lidleSs eye that loves the sun?
And the sweet laughing eagle thoughts that grow
Where wings have memory of wings, and all
That comes of the best knit to the best? Although
Mean roof-trees were the sturdier for its fall.
How should their luck run high enough to reach
The gifts that govern men, and after these
To gradual Time's last gift, a written speech
Wrought of high laughter, loveliness and ease?
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Take Heart
Take heart....Even though you find it hard
To catch your breath, much less smile
Take heart...Even when your sky is dark
There'll come a day the clouds will go
Then you'll know once again what life can be
When you feel all the joy it can bring...
Chorus:
If only we could understand what God only knows
Maybe then it would be easy letting go
But if the spirit lives forever and true love never dies
There'll always be a light in your soul
Take heart...In each and every tear your cry
The strength you need will be yours in time
Take heart...Someday's not that far away
There is that place where hope will abide
And you'll find that your heart feels deeper now
Through the love that's been lost through goodbye
If only we could understand what God only knows
Maybe then it would be easy letting go
But if the spirit lives forever and true love never dies
There'll always be a light in your soul
Always remember to treasure the time
So man questions with no reason why
Life passes by...so it goes
If only we could understand what God only knows
Maybe then it would be easy letting go
But if the spirit lives forever and true love never dies
There'll always be a light in your soul
song performed by by Donna Summer
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My Grand ma's advice and wishes!
May you delight in light of life,
Dancing with joy may be playing
Lightly With Life
Or may be feeling every burden light,
Light you will be when you are full of light,
Feeling light seeing light within!
May you soar high like eagle,
Having spirit on wings,
high above the ignorance,
Above the average life,
Never minding the madness of the
world.
Yet you should have an eye on ground,
Someday have to land on own legs,
Finding food and nest of own,
Where in you can rest a while
Feeling safe!
For safety of kiths and kins!
May you always sing Melody in the Symphony of Your Life.
Yet listen to the symphony of nature,
Where you can learn various tunes,
And what music is!
May you taste good things,
smell good perfumes and deodour fowl smells,
and touch new heights,
Plan and put effort to bring
your dreams of a beautiful
tomorrow true
Be ready to face shattered dreams,
Your castles well built may only prove to be built in air, proving itself of sand!
May your sun always shine during day,
May moon and star shine during night, and
your sky be need not forever blue,
Let it be blackened sometimes bring cool rains to support all green and colorful flowers and delicious fruits,
You like to enjoy!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Spin, Spin, Spin
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
The harlequin dances in a costume of green
Spin around
But under his makeup his age can't be seen
Spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
You look out on the city from your penthouse so high
Spin around
But your pedestal's your prison and so is your high
Spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
Your pills are you conscience
They make ev'rything seem all right
Spin around
Take a white one go to sleep
Take a red one to stay up all night
To spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
Spin, spin, spin
Spin away, spin away
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Clipped And Greased
What a surprise!
I am shocked to see you here.
I had heard rumors you were soaring,
High and above the clouds.
Which I thought was...
Highly unlikely.
But...
Rumors are what they are.
'Well...
Someone clipped and greased 'my' wings.'
That's an impossibility.
I thought those wings were yours?
And you grew them independently.
'Since you see me,
I may as well confess.
Those wings were not mine.
And when I took them off to get some rest,
I awakened to find them clipped and greased.'
Oh my.
So what are you going to do now?
'I'll have to find someone else,
To convince I only wish to borrow their wings,
Just to test.'
Don't look at me.
I grew these myself.
It took me years to do it too.
And besides,
I sleep with mine on.
You've 'borrowed' enough from me as it is.
And I've told you this before...
Turkeys are meant to soar!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As It Is
If you and I
Had wings to fly -
Great wings like seagulls' wings -
How would we soar
Above the roar
Of loud unneeded things!
We two would rise
Through changing skies
To blue unclouded space,
And undismayed
And unafraid
Meet the sun face to face.
But wings we know not;
The feathers grow not
To carry us so high;
And low in the gloom
Of a little room
We weep and say good-bye.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Happiness Is A Heart, That Smiles!
Have a day apart, with a bubbly start
Be one with all you do, and the fun will find its way to you.
Glide on wings, that cheer brings
Embrace all things, and the joy in life will be true.
Seat life's ups and downs on child's swings
And your spirit will soar forevermore.
Let laughter run the miles
For happiness is a heart, that smiles!
poem by Kamini Arichandran
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Chapter and Verse 1023 - Current Version
Chapter and verse in sonnet setting here
have sought to recognize beyond all speech
effects and causes, time-lines over-reach,
encapsulating thoughts as they appear.
Words inked together in attempt sincere
to link youth to maturity may breach
distances so all evolve to teach
themselves to learn from others, spirit clear,
crystalline, to thought-waves tuned, to steer
ideas along chord patterns chorded - each
enabled [not empowered, not to preach].
Understanding overcomes false fear.
Emotions, once interpreted, translate
into emancipation, share, create.
(21 March 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Quatrain #357 - Self effort and grace is.......
Self effort and grace is what true religion is about
and both in life nobody can ever really do without.
They are the two wings of our soul which allow it to soar
and the means by which we can all reach Heaven’s shore.
poem by George Krokos
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Freedom's Bond
It's your dream come true
You are free, free to be, free to breathe
Free to see, what do you see?
What do you be?
Freedom's price, bondage's ice
You have a dream?
Chase it till it becomes your reality
Spread your wings
Soar around the rings
Of Saturn's infinity
How do you feel?
Do your wings feel weak?
Or do you feel like one of the gods of the Greeks?
One day at a time you took
One feet at a time you looked
Six feet, six inches above all
Success, the greatness before the fall
It's lonely at the top I heard
How many eagles shave your beard?
It's your dream come true
Does pride blind you or bonds you as his bride
Till all the lowly bound you chide
And your glorious tears you hide
And your darkest fears in you confide
Can anyone else come through?
Reach you, teach you, feel you? ...
Free you?
You.
Bound for the skies.
Bound.
Free for the stars.
Freedom. Greatness. Success. Freedom.
Do the winds fade your wings?
Do you just dream of sitting
Do you just wish for a sound.
Sound.
The chickens call it laughter.
How does it feel?
Happy ever after
Or take me before after?
You were great before anyone screamed your name
You were great before the fame
You were great, before the game
Six feet at a time, six under in no time
The hurricane washed that beach
And those two people away
One day at a time, each day is a dream come true
No matter what happens in it
One day at a time
One day and no time
No time and no you
Free your mind and be you
For in no time, there will be no you.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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How Much For Your Wings?
How much for your wings?
How much for your wings?
Well it comes and it goes
How much for your wings?
And its high and low
How much for your wings?
I can name a price
How much for your wings?
Many forget their pride
Chorus
If I were you and and you were me
Wed know
And could it be what you perceive
Is wrong?
And what I mean what wrong could be
I dont know
Im not naive but I believe
So I may grow
How much for your wings?
The soul you kiss good-bye
How much for your wings?
Watch the stars collide
How does it feel
When youre the only one?
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Seen Through My Eyes 1371 Sandrine Bonnant after William Shakespeare Sonnet CIV
Seen through my eyes she never shall grow old,
As sweet she blossoms, mete she'll ever be,
Now fair among the fair, - their beauty, cold,
Defers to hers in depth and quality.
Rise and fall of seasons have I seen,
It's evident, though her Time's been defeated,
Nor shall decay add grey to sable sheen,
Ever round her Muses nine are seated.
But vain watch hands spin round each soundless hour.
On one no second thoughts shall spin awry,
No change - enchanted magic - still she'll flower!
Night turns to day, light's interplays defy
All aging grey, one tender beauty may
Trap fourth dimension interference play.
(13 November 2004)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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