Against Stale Current
Essential is it to unite
to pressing questions answers which
may open roads to knowledge, might
prepare fulfillment shared and rich.
Unused to being understood,
his insight into others bores,
the trees he sees, ignores not wood
nor would - for blinkers he abhors.
A sense of purpose has withstood
positions frozen, - chosen doors
open on mission, inner good
opposing pride and rotten cores.
Against stale 'current', with hale stream
of light and life he'd soar serene,
is it surprising that such gleam
untouched remains, unshared.
(25 December 1997 robi03_0859_robi03_0000 XXX_JXX)
Lonely One Wanders
Lonely, one wanders through cowed crowd,
awaiting some supportive rays,
with warmth, complicity endowed -
beamed circlet lighthouse dream replays.
Absent present, head in cloud,
through surface calm true strength displays
both strong emotions, soul unbowed,
balm soothing offers, hope relays.
One threads paths strange, by most unploughed,
transforming fallow fields in ways
astonishing to assets vowed
as fertile, fruitfulness which stays
abundant, want, waste disavowed.
Prosperity which rich repays
time, trouble, taken, cries aloud
for friendship solitude allays.
Perception, seldom understood,
with insight into others bores,
trees, wood unsawed seen, both bad, good,
subjective blinkers lack bed, board.
Enlightenment misdeeds withstood,
to ploughshare turns destructive sword,
should’s soon converted into would,
hermit crabbiness abhorred.
Empowerment, autonomy
seem second nature more than choice,
where waft and weft of destiny
are woven pattern for fair voice
whose song weighs conscienciously
opinions, never can rejoice
when others meet adversity
or by their own petard are hoist.
Beside too few abide, for team
teems more in fable, ghost minds blind,
prefer free-ride to truth most deem
outside their comfort zone assigned.
Holistic overview from dream
one draws, ignores or flouts doubts signed
by compromises that unwind
before ink dries on double-bind.
Too few acknowledge inner scream,
most stifle intuitions, grind
out differences which could cream
distill from hodgepodge unrefined.
If equity proves empty dream,
integrity is left behind,
returns to realm of abstract theme,
commitments frequently unwind.
Modestly both present, past,
reviewed may help anticipate
events and causes few forecast,
attempting to alleviate
life’s swings and roundabouts, voids vast.
Steadfast character berates
cant, crippling censorship, aghast
stands firm ‘gainst those who’d confiscate
first fruits, turn holiday to fast.
Deceptive calm. True tenets try
to comprehend and to translate,
communicate, so none fight shy
of fighting prejudice and hate -
though truth is twisted or denied
by those who would prevaricate
to profit take, rake on the side
unjustified tithe, title, bait.
Discriminating wrong from right
answers are sought to questions answers which
source open ways enlightened, might
seed needs’ fulfillment keyed to stitch
alternatives that help highlight
unfair advantages the rich
would fain retain though strain and blight
o’er homeless flimsy tents would pitch.
Intense ideals, although unbowed,
seem rarely shared so seldom aired,
are vital cornerstones - aloud
opinions harsh are seldom bared.
Ignorant idols unkowtowed,
one wanders on and wonders much
why most dream themes seem disallowed,
or come at cost too few dare touch.
Sure sense of purpose thus defends
rights compromised by bolted door,
positions frozen, falsehood’s friends,
by outlaw oligarchy’s war
on equity which now extends
to earthquake victims. To the poor
assistance actively one lends,
emancipation to restore
high principles, trust never bends
to pride ride bridle, rotten core,
Rejecting pinions, hot-air steam,
against life's gales hale see free stride
beyond cross-purposes, hope's stream
all bridges crossed. Too few abide
beside, prove worthy, play for team.
Collective mirage seems allied
to wishful thinking, phantom scheme
un-underwritten, misapplied.
Against trends 'current', spendthrift schemes,
where hamstrung choice finds voice tongue-tied,
one soars serene, scorns narrow themes
where, open options set aside,
hope’s scope’s imperilled – dark extremes
vie for empowerment beside
vested interests harsh regimes’
remorseless moral homicide.
Emancipation - theme supreme -
contests solutions cut and dried,
detests unprincipled blaspheme,
phantom philosopheme denied
awareness of all self-esteem,
castration covert, faith defied.
Is it surprising that one’s gleam
remains unshared...?
(25 December 1997 revised 1 July 2007,4 December 2008,21 October 2009 and 26 January 2010)
Lonely She Wanders
Against the wind, fads disavowed,
with insight deep, she weaves dream theme -
unbeaten paths by most unploughed -
refusing pinions, empty steam.
Unused to being understood,
her insight into others bores,
the trees she sees, ignores not wood
nor would - for blinkers she abhors.
Absent present, head in cloud
world windy winds while surface calm
veils strong emotions, soul uncowed,
yet ever seeking soothing balm.
Deceptive calm. Her tenets try
to understand and to translate,
so all unite, so none fight shy
of fighting prejudice and hate.
Lonely, she wanders through the crowd,
expecting understanding's rays,
with warmth, complicity endowed...
dream’s lighthouse beam forever plays.
Essential is it to unite
to pressing questions answers which
may open roads to knowledge, might
prepare fulfillment shared and rich.
If her ideals intense, unbowed,
notions deep, seem seldom shared,
each is important, though aloud
opinions harsh are rarely aired.
A sense of purpose has withstood
positions static, - chosen doors
open on mission, inner good
opposing pride and rotten cores.
Ignoring idols unkowtowed
she wanders on and wonders much
why most dream themes are disallowed,
come at a price too few dare touch.
(1 July 2007 version Lonely She Wanders and
25 December 1997 Lonely He Wanders)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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