John D Robinson


Just how long I had remained sitting in the same position without moving so much as an eyelid, I’ve no idea; three, four hours maybe, maybe longer. I was sitting at a large wooden table staring blindly out into the sprawling back garden; my life played itself out before me amongst the bushes and shrubbery and plants and flowers; coming back to me like a long train of flashing Polaroid pictures; eighty five years.

I watched my lifetime worth of smiles and sorrows, my triumphs and failures. I watched my sadness and happiness briefly live again before me. I felt each moment, each pulse beat of the past. I felt each picture of my life deep inside; it moved and lived again, momentarily, within.
I watched as my wife moved from her early twenties through to her eighties. I watched as her mind changed and became entangled in the past and forgetful of the present. I looked on as she was taken from me and I heard her voice that has never changed.
I watched our babies become children; become adults; become parents; become grandparents. I heard their first babies cry again, their first words, felt their tear drops, breathed their beautiful smiles and drank in their laughter.
Many faces of those I once knew and loved smiled once again. I felt their warmth and their truth breathe once more, even for just a moment, it was beautiful. I heard their words of comfort, their kindly words of encouragement and I looked them in the eyes once more and thanked them.
I began daydreaming at the age of five, now, eighty years later it’s about all I want to do.

John D Robinson

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A bit about John: John D Robinson was born in 63 in the UK; his work has appeared widely in the small press and online literary publications; Red Fez; Bareback Lit; Dead Snakes; The Kitchen Poet, Underground Books; Pulsar; Poet&Geek; The Commonline Journal; The Chicago Record; Mad Swirl; The Clockwise Cat; Poetic Diversity; Your One Phone Call: Ink Sweat & Tears; Horror Sleaze and Trash; Poetry Super Highway; Zombie Logic Review; Opal Publishing; Hastings Online Times; Bold Monkey; Napalm and Novocain; Yellow Mama;; The Beatnik Cowboy and upcoming work in Locust Magazine; The Legendary; Message In A Bottle; Sentinel Literary Quarterly. His latest collection ‘When You Hear The Bell, There’s Nowhere To Hide’ (Holy&intoxicated Publications) carries an introduction by poet and novelist John Grochalski and is available via Amazon or any high street book store. He is married with 1 daughter, 2 grandchildren, 3 cats, 1 dog and he likes to drink wine whilst listening to quietness.

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