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The Door Removed

T ired men react to role reversing reels,
H arsh judgement pass upon deceptions deep.
E xit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
D oor closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
O nly introspection that will weep
O n dust of love’s rejection past. We feel
R emorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
R ise through regrets which may disguise surprise
E vents which Cause/Effect invents to try
M ost patience, represent in other guise
O ther guy’s advance to Chance defy.
V ain complaint when heart new part may chart,
EDition true heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s start.

Windows open, idem doors, draft draught,
Ideas interlink transparently -
New horizons, visibility.
Dreams, once distant, closer draw, light shaft
Opportunity accepts as raft
Which on life's stream surfs forward looking, free,
Undulating through waft/weave waves we
Never knew we knew before. Life laughed.
Sadness dissolves, pain's soothed. Pane mind may craft
Hearing tastes few see, paradox, at sea,
Unleashes flash synaptic energy,
Turns bias topsy-turvy. Joy's witchcraft.
TERrain prepares: once blind, mind focus finds,
REDrawn perception redefines, unbinds.

T his world above from role reversing reels,
H arsh judgement passes on deceptions deep.
E xit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
D oor closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
O nly introspection which must weep
O n dust of love’s rejection past which feel
R emorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
R ise through regrets which may disguise surprise
E vents which Cause/Effect invents to try
M ost patience, represent in other guise
O ther guy’s advance to Chance defy.
V ain complaint when heart new part may chart,
EDition true heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s fresher start.

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Door Removed, Window Unshuttered 1743

Tired men react to role-reversing reel,
Harsh judgement pass upon deceptions deep.
Exit by bear pursued few locks will keep
Door closed, and shuttered windows soon reveal
Only introspection that will weep
On dust of love's rejection past. We feel
Remorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
Rise through regrets which may disguise surprise
Events which Cause/Effect invents to try
Most patience, represent in other guise
Other guy's advance to Chance defy.
Vain complaint when heart new part may chart,
EDition true heals smart, stamps vis[t]a's start.

Windows open, idem doors, draft draught,
Ideas interlink transparently,
New horizons, visibility.
Dreams, once distant, closer draw, light shaft
Opportunity accepts as raft
Which on life's stream surfs forward looking, free,
Undulating through waft/weave waves we
Never knew we knew before. Life laughed.
Sadness dissolves, pain's soothed. Pane mind may craft
Hearing tastes few see, paradox, at sea,
Unleashes flash synaptic energy,
Turns bias topsy-turvy. Joy's witchcraft
TERrain prepares: once blind, mind focus finds,
REDrawn perception redefines, unbinds.

(13 May 2008)

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Rise Through Regrets

This jaded world from role reversal reels,
Harsh judgement passes on deceptions deep.
Exit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
Door closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
Only introspection spirit seals
On dust of love’s rejection which can't weep.
Remorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
Rise through regrets, for surface storm conceals
Events which Cause/Effect invents, spins wheels
Mind's reasons, blind, may challenge, worries sweep,
Offering chance advance, to help heart reap
Victory and tune to future's peal.
Edition new heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s start.
Dream themes unreels, hope's schemes successful chart.

This world above from role reversing reels,
Harsh judgement passes on deceptions deep.
Exit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
Door closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
Only introspection which must weep
On dust of love’s rejection past. We feel
Remorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
Rise through regrets which may disguise surprise
Events which Cause/Effect invents to try
Most patience, represent in other guise
Other guy’s advance to Chance defy.
Vain complaint when heart new part may chart,
EDition true heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s fresher start.

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Fair Untangled Poetry

FAIR garden blossoms through trust's rising sun
Uniquely satisfying inner eye
Nature's weave worlds, thriving, merge as one
Twin[n]ed symphonies of song, Time’s drum defy.
A cherry blossom spri[n]gs as h[e]aven stream
Neath rainbow bloom beads whose bouquet may bridge,
Graft, eastern ‘floating world’ to western dream,
Light bright transmuting, muting urge to fidge.
Extended gardens conquer care, wear, tear.
Digest, ingest each sound shade tone profound,
Pause, look and learn, yearn not, reach round despair -
One gleans joy harvesting rich hallowed ground.
Encounters unforeseen weave sunlit leaves,
TRY framing scene which pastures green believes …

for source sonnet 28 December 2006 see below

From sunken garden into rising sun

From sunken garden into rising sun
one may transform perspectives, inner eye
flows through holistic channels, once begun
shares symphonies of song Time’s wrong defy.
The cherry blossom spri[n]gs as h[e]aven stream
bubble beads wreaths ‘neath a rainbow bridge
which links the ‘floating world’ to western dream,
white light transmuting, muting urge to fidge.
How many times may readers full of care
read, bookmark, learn, digest each sound profound,
speed, look, hark, yearn, ingest, reach round despair,
to feed from inspiration’s hallowed ground.
Encounter unforeseen weaves sunlit leaves
to set rich scene which pastures green believes …

rewritten 27 April 2008 as an acrostic sonnet

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Birthday Letter for Lucinda

Let this, your eighteenth birthday, offer you
Unique joy, and understanding’s light,
Cha[lle) nging uncertainties you might
In future face tomorrow with steps true.
New horizons open up, and through
Determination, courage, sage insight, -
All needed if you wish to win the fight
Life weighs against us joy may come. Thus to
Unknown regions venture. Much to do.
Completion still awaits, true wings for flight.
In life stay true to tenets you feel right,
Never betraying principles, virtue.
Decide to use your mind and you will find
A new world welcome, - work up from behind...

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Interlink

Strange seems it that although no mind may fit
another’s unique copybook there’s space
to think that two can interlink, true trace
patterns which, uniting warmth and wit,
need never signals scan, decode, encrypt.
Life need not bow to jungle law or chase
advantage – pride before the fall from grace –
but seek through answers intuitions hit
to leap synaptic limits and permit
corresponding gifts to interface
role reversing surface scars, embrace
all challenges with energy relit.

Let eyes in eyes read ever fresh surprise
supply joy’s spring, that must despise disguise.

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Cause and Consequence

Many options chance and choice might sow,
Although what meets the eye needs second-sight
Undoing ill that second-thoughts may show
DEspairing seeker after answers bright.
Much harm is done when wishful thinking mocks
Advancing voice or crystal image which
Unlocks outlook unfortunate or blocks
DEsired outcome grieving heart would stitch.
Most roads rejoin itinerary pre-traced,
As cause and consequence are intertwined,
Use or abuse of options closed, unlaced,
DEtermines more than mortal mind may find
Confined within fate's eye-ball wishing well
Creating mirror heaven or hell could spell...

[c] Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet written 27 June 2008

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Momentum Creative

Momentous wave laves Past, washed fast to sea,
As former reference-points no sense retain,
Unexpected sentiments unstained
Defy tried definitions, time, place, we
Extend with superficiality.
Momentum since not only's been maintained,
Accelerates increases, soars sustained,
Unblocking time-locks sensitivity
Denies as sense of self, of sin, flee, - free
Excitement's impetus each day regained.
Mists clear, sensations sear soul, brain, unfeigned,
Acceptance seeks no pre-conditions' key.
Urgency is dissipated, trust
DEepens daily, gold creates from dust...

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One May Write With Forked Tongue

ON written ciphers you depend
EMit and then amend your speech,
AYe, there's the rub for when I teach
WRit long till generations' end
IT will run true, no falsehood rend.
Echoes base pale face - white leach -
WIll suck to meanings change to beach
THe sense when times upon fresh bend
FOrwards embark or backwards trend
Refuting fair traditions. Each
Knows Time revenge exacts to reach
EDitions new that few defend.
TONe tribal sends reviving stream
GUEst welcomes with true story's gleam.

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Circumnavigation

If atoms spin round aeons' afterglow
pass preview, present, future, recombined,
to causal layers add effective flow
cue tune to harmonies, runes realigned,
then what spells last beyond an augenblick
beyond beyond yet stay within within,
to spell out waft/weave linking thin and thick
as means to ends, through which ends' means begin.
What shadow seems, what light beam seams unzip,
is figment of imagination or
insight into eve's apple's core, skin, pip
to link past futures, those still still before
the universal orbit spun vibration
prepares for former circumnavigation...

augenblick - German blink
eve... both Eve and eve

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Once more unto the [B]Reach, Dear Friends

Once more extend your reach, fair friend, revise!
None who on laurels stand can raise praised bay,
Charm birds from trees however hard pen tries,
Enraptured, keep time's creeping lines at bay.

Moreover meaning may with each revision
Open more windows, clearer writer link
Reader who shows often indecision,
Ease seeks through white write black and blue true [th]ink.

Unto the breach once more, make mind outreach,
Nuances shading, fading froth away,
Turning potter's wheel words' clay to teach
Oncoming generations of their Way.

THE gem, once polished, one more chance deserves,
REACH out, revise, streamline rhyme's sinews, curves.

[c] Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet ONCE MORE UNTO THE REACH written 8 June 2008 robi3_1390_robi3_0000 AWX_IXX

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Taste Life's Perfume with incense kindled at the Muse's flame - Modus Vivendi

Mind bright is masked by magic, vibrant charm,
awareness keen seeks change of scene, sea change.
Unique potential seeds extensive range,
dreams space, needs time, autonomy, finds calm
extracting from life's vigour soothing balm.
Modus vivendi ventures, tests exchange,
authenticity attains, where naught seems strange,
undaunted by life's challenges, spurns qualms,
detects through radar all who might do harm
eliminating those unworthy who
mock trust, too often are unable to
add without taking more, threats to disarm.
Undeterred, rise 'far from madding crowd'
determine choice, voice deepest thoughts aloud.

'Maude Us Vivendi'

Magic smile masks mind behind the charm
Always aware, observant, seeking change.
Unique talents need extensive range
Dream of space, autonomy and calm
Extracting from life's vigour soothing balm.
Modus vivendi often finds it strange
As few attain an authentic exchange.
Undaunted, though, her intuition's arm
Detects by radar all who might do harm
Eliminating those unworthy who
Mock trust, and often are unable to
Add without taking more. These she'd disarm
Undeterred, far from the crowd she'd rise
DEtermined to win through to joyous skies...

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Skin Deep

Skin spurns trite superficiality,
Kinship finds as surfaces disperse.
Intuitive, two rhyme and role reverse
Nature's comfort zones, free verse heart's plea.
Seasons and Time shed, sensitivity
Knowledge hard discards, hope can converse
In touch with touch for such much growth may nurse,
New light affords, cuts cords, as tendrils key
Subtly into each other - 'you' IS 'me'.
Karmic chance retracts roadblocks transverse,
Intact tact, tactile joys may reimburse
Numb days awaiting electricity.
SKIp through formal constraints to contact base,
INsights unite, may man-maid rings replace...

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I’m or Im-perfect

I'M OR IM-PERFECT

Perfection mirage often seems,
Equity protection needs.
Responsibility recedes
From cul-de-sac coercive streams.
Extrapolating god supreme
Church sectarian worry beads
To contention lead, strife breeds
Further strife, attracts extremes,
Advocates discrimative themes.
Much dogma self-defeats, or feeds
Irrationality. Who reads
Life’s conformist pressures, narrow schemes,
Yearns for alternatives, free dreams.

Acrostic Sonnet Perfect Family
28 February 2005 and 3 December 2006 revised 16 October 2007
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I’m or Im-perfect

Perfection is not always what it seems,
Equity protection active needs,
Responsibility as tide recedes
From open options when coercive stream
Ebbs from freedom’s tenets, to false scheme
Church led [whatever church or sect] that leads
Too often to contention, strife that breeds
Further strife despite ‘truth’ some say gleams,
Attending 'church on Sunday' here speaks reams,
Much dogma self defeats, resentment feeds.
If 'Freedom' is at stake, awake! Who reads
Life’s pressures on conforming to set themes
Yet seeks alternate avenues, fires dreams.

28 February 2005 and 3 December 2006

I’m or Im-perfect © Jonathan Robin

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From Ink to Inklings

FROM INK TO INKLINGS

From ink to inklings visions flow
to stitch life's tapestry and sow
seeds which obscurity reject
as search for light owes slight respect
to monochromes which seldom show
more than man thinks he needs to know
or throw as viewpoint to reject
the inklings others' inks project.
So when one writes on rags to glow
upon a screen ensure thoughts throw
no jealous shadow yet protect
true principles few should forget.
Concluding couplet signs a smile
to mystic storm's intense sense style.

© Jonathan Robin sonnet written 27 December 2006
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Ink Links Inklings

Ink from inklings flows
weaving tapestry,
understanding grows,
rejecting falsity.

Monochromatic glow’s
innate harmony
kaleidoscopic shows
serendipity.

Image imago
instantaneously
enlightenment bestows,
imagination free.

Impressions’ unity
scorns ambiguity.

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Ink Links Inklings

INK LINKS INKLINGS

Ink from inklings flows
weaving tapestry,
understanding grows,
rejecting falsity.

Monochromatic glow’s
innate harmony
kaleidoscopic shows
serendipity.

Image imago
instantaneously
enlightenment bestows,
imagination free.

Impressions’ unity
scorns ambiguity.

See also:
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Progress

Progress expresses courage, leaves behind
All unhappiness as heart can start
Making up time lost. Each puzzle part
Eases into place within the mind, -
Light the touch, much tension may unwind
Allowing scope for hope, new worlds to chart.
Problems solved, and walls dissolved with art,
Augur pastures green, set scene to find
Magic harbour safe, serene, assigned, -
Excluding pressures in a world apart.
Life takes on fresh colours à la carte
And offers fair reflection unconfined.
PAMpered past to self acceptance cedes,
ELAtion follows as vain pain recedes

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Alone

A phone that seldom rings, or never,
Sounds like a life-line coiled, unused,
A link to light that stands accused,
Left hanging in the never-never.
Life is so short, so soon to sever,
A call can save, and one refused
Leaves empty heart, and mind bemused
Or all at sea. However clever
No diver plunges who would ever
Enthuse or feel the least amused
If, once he sank, trust was abused: -
Cut lines for reason whatsoever!
Remember then the friendly call
You make can take no time at all.

Acrostic sonnet and previous title As All Alone I Cry
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(3 January 1991 revised 5 October 2006)

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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

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Paint Life’s Book

Play through infra violent ultra read
As animate, inanimate induce
Inner vibrations spelling soul_in_head,
New stimulations which in turn produce
The colours of the mind behind diffuse
Tone temptations senses may seduce.
Heed each heartbeat pulse - though seem abstruse
Echoes of stone to stone, star, star, - what loose
Before appeared, neared, no words need be said.
One second blind, mind focus finds, to spread,
Over dimensions few tune into, fed
Kabbalah key all questions will reduce,
OFfer solutions to the here and now -
LIFE is an open book, - touch, know no fear!

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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

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The Door Removed

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Door Removed, Window Unshuttered 1743

Rise Through Regrets

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Interlink

Cause and Consequence

Momentum Creative

One May Write With Forked Tongue

Circumnavigation

Once more unto the [B]Reach, Dear Friends

Taste Life's Perfume with incense kindled at the Muse's flame - Modus Vivendi

Skin Deep

I’m or Im-perfect

From Ink to Inklings

Ink Links Inklings

Progress

Alone

Fresh Perceptions

Paint Life’s Book

Nothing is Impossible

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