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Sea of Pools
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We can only really know about love and life in hindsight. Looking back on this linier poetic experiment called the Sea trilogy, Ive learnt a lot about what is important about the bigger experiment.
Through poetry I have been able to look deeper into my own, and others, prejudices and fears, loves and obsessions, and I can honestly say I have been unburdened by this release of words, and in many ways, Im very much healed.
For me, nothing beats the ability to reach down to the soul and transform that intangible entity of fragile mortal thoughts into a substance that will transcend beyond the barriers of even death. Nothing beats poetry.

Kevin Robinson
LanguageEnglish
Release dateMar 11, 2014
ISBN9781491893074
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    Sea of Pools - Kevin Robinson

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    © 2014 Kevin Robinson. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse   03/03/2014

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-9300-5 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-9307-4 (e)

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    Contents

    Foreword

    Author’s introduction

    Cross my palm

    Never at peace

    Obsession

    I have loved your face

    Weather reports

    Better to have loved

    In your eyes

    Good intensions

    Fishy-bite scars

    In distance there is hope

    This watching world

    The perfect human egg

    Five hundred years

    Can’t you see?

    Awakened

    The swimmer stronger

    I recall love

    Leaving

    Vintage love

    Almost true

    Wear and tear

    The merry joining of the twain

    Extinction

    Unwise

    Faith the design

    In dreams recurring

    Precipitations for love essential

    The Broken Land

    The final flock

    I thank you

    The likes of we

    The apron string

    The peace of men

    Time shall never fade

    We are a most imperfect race

    The atheist said

    The atheist said (Sonnet)

    Numbers

    Numbers (Sonnet)

    Inescapable

    Adrift

    Cooling

    The Aberdeenshire child

    The marriage bed

    No fishing

    How nice

    I don’t believe in God

    The book of yesterday

    Wishes

    Crash and burn

    Old reprobates

    Quarantined

    I think it best

    All hope divorces

    Resolute

    Victory

    The quantum itch

    A very English brew

    Force majeure

    Pure gold

    Nematode

    Laying the ghost

    Love’s betrayal

    Reassigned

    How innocent and young

    Be content with love?

    Forever as they be known

    I confess

    The wonderful collective

    A gift for my sweet valentine

    Our chemistry

    29.8%

    Cheating death

    No mortal destiny

    A detail of no importance

    Tipping point

    Where is my love today?

    Imperfect matter

    End-less-me

    Terminal five

    A fleeting while

    Scented paths divine

    The heartstring

    That old hayloft

    The walls of Eden

    Run

    Powerless

    Methylated

    Last request

    Sleep for now beauty wild

    A most honourable death

    New fields

    Something and nothing

    A short romance

    I don’t know

    Already dead

    Love in thought

    Old currency

    Dutiful construction

    Only one

    In the wake of things

    The broken rule

    At last underground

    Why?

    Quite so green

    Lightning

    Tremble

    Sunday’s Sun

    The final blame

    Matter much

    All true worth

    Reset

    The shine

    Sizzling in December

    I have your heart

    I am haunted

    Sex

    The world and all its shades

    Still in love

    The touch of your hand

    Almost everywhere

    My window

    Most truly

    If love between us dies

    Right here

    Branded lovers

    The dowry

    The counting of time

    Again be mine

    Awakening

    A girl so fair

    Slow and separate

    I must confess

    Immortal love

    I look upon your beauty

    Rapture

    Happy birthday

    Happy to bleed

    The philtre

    Mortal existence

    Which way?

    The swirling clouds above

    I have not known true love at all

    Everything is so flat today

    Long-distance love

    Missing you

    By Mooreland Tarn

    Love at first sight

    Love in beauty calls

    Our star of love

    In truth not lies

    Trust

    Love is all we have

    Our love

    Where the angels go

    Old enough

    The still and quiet table

    Our gentle source

    Heaven

    Bless the child

    Love and life retain thy shine

    Love’s dream

    Everlasting

    A single breath

    Emergency

    Halloween

    Precious

    New star

    Few

    The robin

    I wait

    Flat-line

    In Paradise air reborn

    Barefoot on cinder pavements

    Wordy dishes

    NICE

    Far beyond the past

    Of love I thought my days were gone

    Flowers from a weed

    Love and pain

    Broken-hearted

    Past and by

    One look

    Faultless

    Lost in space

    Linked inextricably

    Don’t be sending

    Bittersweet

    This silent land

    Defibrillation

    Missing you

    The heart’s gazette

    I feel the breaking of my heart

    That one day

    Purified

    My cat

    The family tree

    The open way

    The poem of a misfiring heart

    Sad love poems I am forgiven?

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    Words like raindrops and puddles like poems made a home of a sea, their fulfilment of destiny was always the Sea of Pools.

    Foreword

    Sea of Pools is the final book in the Sea trilogy.

    Sea of Rain,

    Sea of Puddles,

    Sea of Pools.

    Each book is a collection of poems, which in turn, jell with the whole series to give a comprehensive collection of 599 poems.

    Every poem is numbered in chronological order, reflecting the changing themes that have run through the author’s life during the writing process.

    Intriguingly, this linier layout effectively charts a literary journey of emotion that has led the author to the poet he is today.

    Using this method, rather than cherry-picking poem, inevitably puts some early poems at a disadvantage, but the author has resisted removing, or changing content, or order to preserve the integrity of the process and to highlight the development of his writing tastes and skills. Strangely though, some of the perceived weaker poems have indeed become reader favourites.

    The poems are not thematically laid out and the extensive expanding topics come hard and fast. The reader will quickly become accustomed to the sweet being equally followed by the bittersweet.

    The collection will delight and entertain with rhyme and freeform in a myriad of versification formats. The poems will also enthral, bewitch, challenge and at times shock, so readers beware:

    Author’s introduction

    We can only really know about love and life in hindsight. Looking back on this linier poetic experiment, called the sea trilogy, I’ve learnt a lot about what is important about the bigger experiment.

    Through poetry I have been able to look deeper into my own, and others, prejudices and fears, loves and obsessions and I can honestly say I have been unburdened by this release of words and in many ways I’m very much healed.

    For me nothing beats the ability to reach down to the soul and transform that intangible entity of fragile mortal thoughts into a substance that will transcend beyond the barriers of even death. Nothing beats poetry:

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