Poetry and Prose for any season

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Never Greater Shall Ever Come Again


A golden apple from a golden tree
that is what sweetness of youth was to me
Never happier have I ever been
never greater shall ever come again

Each new dawn greater mysteries unfold
to we too reckless, too wild and too bold
Where bright sunshine gave cause to dance and play
we in merriment lost ourselves each day

Nights brought promises of love, often more
crazy in romance we sought just to score
Now aged wisdom, such folly we see
carelessly, we wasted fruit from youth's tree

Never happier have I ever been
never greater shall ever come again

Robert J. Lindley, 9-23-2016

Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Words: 100

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Hold My Feet To Red-hot Purifying Fires


Hold my feet to red-hot purifying fires,
but give me decades to live in her desires;
A ride upon her enticing paradise ship
let that be my last enchanting passion trip-

And in those fleeting years my new spirit will soar,
life will be mystery and never a bore;
Should I then and there perish in heart's greatest glee
give alms, toss my white bones into peaceful sea-

If ever you think about it, have deep regrets
be assured I lived well, won all the huge bets;
Friend, if by chance you ever get to hold these feet
you shall hear me, these wise 'ole words then repeat-

Hold my feet to red-hot purifying fires,
but give me decades to live in her desires.


Robert J. Lindley, 11-17-2016

Sonnet , Lin 12,11,12,11


Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Words: 124

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Keep Your Ship Rock Steady, Trim And Afloat!

When dark rustle in the pines flushes forth
Cold, cold blows lively winds from the far North
Your human heart may in its bed arise
Seeing but faint sparkles through blinded eyes
Weather each dark storm with hope's biggest coat
Keep your ship rock steady, trim and afloat!

When greater glee in life, quickly wears off
Do so much more than shake your head and scoff
Blue-worms in corn, weevils in high cotton
No need look, smell tells something is rotten
If glass is half empty, just fill it up
If plate is found broken, break matching cup!

When sorrows rush in, like weeds in the fields
You push and push harder, yet nothing yields
Watch for clouds to break away to show sun
You get busy, too busy to have fun
Consider mighty toils earth's lowly ants
Lace tighter you shoes, hitch up big-boy pants!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-19-2017
Rhyme

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Total # Syllables: 180
Total # Words: 146

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

Not the norm but I was reading a history book about 20 minutes ago and this entire first stanza popped right into my mind!
I stopped to jot in down and the rest just came poring out..
When I went to edit this, not one word did I change, and it was in perfect ten syllable verses the first draft.!
This is not the norm...
I hope it is not a warning sent about -- "something evil this way comes"!-Tyr