Time-Lined Encapsulations
E ncapsulation of emotions felt,
N uance soft, or sharply coloured cape,
C an seldom be expressed, pressed into shape
A s rhyming couplets strict in sonnet spelt.
P oetic strictures tie too tight a belt
S upply few frameworks for the mind to drape
U nstructured dreams with rainbow sellotape.
L ife’s littleness ist alles in die Welt,
A las mocks Man, - too soon ambitions melt
T o watershed necrologies. Black crepe.
I s all that is recalled. There’s no escape
O ffered here howe’er the cards are dealt.
N ow Fate’s dark finger, having writ, forgets
S entiments as Time sharp sickle whets.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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