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Jonathan Robin

Brahma IV - Eternal Question - 0393 - Parody Ralph Waldo Emerson, Algernon Swinburne et al

If the chicken thinks he's egg,
or if the egg as chicken think,
why, hen is zen, and [s]tale is leg,
the s[t]age [c]old question makes one wink!

Is man from monkey or from mouse
descended, [woman from the bear]?
an answer lies within his house
of cards: beware, the louse is there!

(21 November 1992)

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Soundly Sleep

Soundly sleep in dreamland deep
as silver stars the night sky creep,
till Horus the horizon leap,
Hyperion, his horses sweep.
with Pluto kept in prison keep,
and Dis dismissèd to the deep,
Appollo in the East shall steep, -
will Mithras warm a world asleep?

13 December 1974 robi3_1360_robi3_0000

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Left In The Lurch Smirch

Treason's plight:
bloom uncultivated,
polluted outright,
sentiments unsated.

Hurt heart stripped,
in mourning,
degraded, whipped,
unheeded warning.

Nothing allays
troubles great,
love faraway,
closed gate, cold grate.

Deep despair:
betrayal gave
salty grave
welcome where
none care.

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Haggard Zen of Eden 1833

Before the burning Bush retires
Using excuse of rocket fires
Strategic realpolitic
Has acted with the wish to pick
First strike, stakes hiking. One admires
Ideal excuses which find buyers
Reminding that through thin and thick
External trappings weave war's wires
So skillfully to suit desires.

(4 January 2009)

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Spurn Ambitions

SPURN AMBITIONS

Ambitions spurn, where man on man would prey,
most gifts seem sterile where two hearts can't share,
all phrases empty where there’s none to care: -
best let the heart lead head along Time’s way.
Life offers much, though who takes should repay.

20 June 1991

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Boris Hugged Me - Parody James LEIGH-HUNT – Jenny Kissed Me

Boris hugged me when we met
jumping up outside the Kremlin,
Gorbo-chief who’d love to get
a jump on time, why just stuff that in-
side your hat and, jumping gremlin,
say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
say both ‘News’ and ‘Truth’ forget me,
let doctors say I’m mad, but add
Boris hugged ere Gor-be-got me!

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Spirit Spits Pits

[S]tale smoke,
Pale bloke,
I‘m broke,
Rum coke
In poke
Time’s joke …
So Croak!

13 April 2005 revised 28 March 2009 robi3_1201_robi3_0000 XXX_DJZ

Previous title Cost of Dying – for previous version see below

Cost of Sin

Stale smoke,
I’m broke,
No joke.


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Towards...

A tagger on the train of Time
may leave his mark in prose or rhyme,
but most, anonymous, must spend -
from the beginning to the end -
their lives as mummies - point sub-lime.
No imprint of their phantomime
echoes for long, bucks Lethe's trend,
can an enlightened message send
to those who chose to continue climb
towards...

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Statements

STATEMENTS


Statements wide, too neatly cut and dried,
approach the truth as close as most the moon,
name chalk as cheese, cheese chalk, kite thoughts buffoon
in passing caught, hot air - [t]weak tongues untied.


15 April 2001 revised 14 September 2006
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Statements Poem (c) Jonathan Robin

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Harmonious Triolet

Who’d flow through harmony no rage
should know, nor need safe haven seek,
no anger [l]inking daily page.
Who’d flow through harmony no rage
should breed, enroll, fear soul in cage,
should heedless channel tension’s [s]peak.
Who’d flow through harmony no rage
should know, nor need safe haven seek.


(20 June 2006)

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