Poetry and Prose for any season

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

FOR A NEW CONTEST. I am not keen on doing 7 verse stanzas myself.
However, I did chose to write these entry of 49 lines in ten syllable verses.-Tyr

Such Wonders Are Breathtaking To Behold

The morning dew on red rose does glisten
As early dawning sun beams brightly down
Such beauty, bees decorate that soft gown
As Nature's music plays, creatures listen
Seeing such, in great awe man can not frown
Be it in wilds of the woods or hometown
Such depth of beauty must always glisten

Such wonders are breathtaking to behold
Wherein life, earth, and brighter blue sky meet
That greatness of all tends to gladly greet
The wise hearts and souls of both young and old
Cold of winter or steam of summer heat
Depths of vivid colors can not be beat
Could man find greater beauty to behold

Where forests meet the rivers flowing deep
Colorful riverbanks birth soft flowers
Light beaming down, feeding glory the hours
Even with moon's glowing while creatures sleep
Some spread colors tall as mountain towers
This shining shows Nature's true life powers
Wisdom man would do well to ponder deep

Upon meadows ranging across this land
Spreads panorama of colors and life
Cutting its scenic views like a sharp knife
With precision through crops and timberland
Nature hands both man and animals strife
Its flows in time, where life and death are rife
Across breadth of all earth's majestic land

Jungles and mountains across its wide space
In Africa's wildness teeming life glows
In fantastic beauty, great spirit shows
Within hardiness of its festive face
Stirs toughness, a higher power bestows
Regardless of how bad the ill wind blows
There growing, its creatures and human race

As winds blow across panoramic views
Life splashes within its colorful deep scenes
Even without mortals or their machines
Nature's beauty casts for its many hues
Despite plunder, man does by other means
Nature's can correct as it grooms and preens
And if not, mankind gets to pay its dues

We may admire scenes of earth and wildlife
Yet ignore the plight of destruction wrought
Great wonders destroyed from changes we brought
Our habit to gift unintended strife
Far more destructive than any dreadnought
Are actions we fail to ever be taught
Costs of our higher quality of life

Robert J. Lindley, 3-27-2016

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Total # Lines: 56 (Including empty lines)
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Contest-- Specifications and suggestions from sponsor.

1.HUMAN NATURE

Nature and humanity

FORM : 7 stanza poem that has 7 lines in each stanza and in the following format:

First three lines describe nature, a natural feature, lakes, mountains, forests, game reserves etc. You can personify nature

4th line is a bridge i.e shifting to the human side

5, 6 and 7 lines bring in the human aspect (What people do there, how they interact with nature, fun things to do/see, what you did there what you would like to do there etc)

The poem must have the following rhyme scheme: ABCACBA

Minimum number of syllables per line must be 6 and maximum must not exceed 10

I will be impressed by the use of the following in your poem(but dont over do)

Imagery - Take me there with your words

Alliteration,

Assonance and Consonance

I also love learning new words: Make the dictionary your friend

Cliches knock the stuffing out of me......so

You can submit new and old poems(Just make sure they conform to the format laid out here)

EXAMPLE ONE STANZA

The dappled peacock dazes the dawn
While the African crowned eagle
Takes flight and prowls for prey
And tourists peep and picture the fawn
While their eyes prowl the breakfast tray
Jacaranda festooned fashion regal
Its blue flowers blue snowfall upon dawn

Example poem but this has 8 stanzas

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

I had to visit my favorite woods yesterday, this came to me this fine morn, a sonnet...-Tyr

I Recall Mockingbirds Singing To Me

My life now so far away in the past
resting back in that glowing red sunset;
in lost memories where dreams always last
wishing for lost time, I can never get.

As fading shadows dance in bonfire's glow
I recall mockingbirds singing to me;
precious gifts such memory plants to sow
so like seeds dropping from big red-oak tree.

My eyes filled with falling tears, my soul sees
far beyond, well past my mind's window sills;
Green forests in my life with their lost trees
resting back there, lasting memory hills.

As my life now sends me yearning anew,
images parading forth, treasures so true!

Robert J. Lindley, 4-03-2016

Syllables Per Line:
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Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 105

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Life Gives Until Each Spirit Flies Away
(Letting Go )

Life gives until each spirit flies away
Every soul knows that death shall come someday
Tomorrow, stop enjoy life's blessed ride
Today, reaching deep, feel your soul inside
Inspiration flows from that sweet spirit
Not our selfish heart, God never hears it
God knows, we live for our selfish pleasures

Get that joyous happy, its your treasure
Our God- Love impossible to measure.


My pain lived in bad blood that darkly flows,
with that poison which ate away my heart,
living in darkness man can never knows,
why life hits with such hard and heavy blows

under sad, black clouds
darkest rain will someday fall
best shield is god's truth

Robert J. Lindley, 4-06-2016


Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Syllables: 147
Total # Lines: 20 (Including empty lines)
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Total # Words: 110

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My entry for contest--- The Acrostic and the Quatrain written in ten syllable verses,
the senyru in 5-7-5 (as is required for a senyru) .
And hit my 110 word count too(not contest required). -Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Season's Blend, Variety In Life

Spring's clear thoughts, that so cheers us from cold's grip,
welcomed friend to eager young and frail old;
nicer weather comes in its yearly trip,
its new-birthed joy, treasure for hearts so bold.

Summer waits around that seasonal bend,
sandy beach loafing and sweetest tan lines;
many may find it their favorite friend,
along with pleasure as the hot sun shines.

Autumn cries out its arriving cool glees,
refreshing change from hot summer's late heat;
enjoying its gifting colorful seas,
and cooler weather racing one's heartbeat.

Winter announces cold, deeper coming blues,
dreaded by many that are old and weak;
Of seasons it exacts heaviest dues,
with its bitter, below zero cold streaks.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-06-2016


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Total # Syllables: 160
Total # Lines: 19 (Including empty lines)
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Total # Words: 113

For Seasons Contest, SPONSORED BY SHADOW HAMILTON.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Now Looking Back At The Stones I Have Laid

Born into sad, dark world as I am,
now looking back at the stones I have laid.
My life- Once was a great and sinful sham,
filled with sex lusts and those dark spots I made.

Adventure in living was to be had
sweetest spice was found at every new turn.
I once was wild, wicked and very bad,
goodness and decency I then did spurn.

Seeing now, fool was so easily played,
my life's sad journey is started anew.
I would if I could go back there to trade,
gold for my living with a better clue.

Born into this sad, dark world I now find,
my loss was only in my state of mind.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-13-2016

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 116

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

You My Son Shall Venture Forth Without Fear

You my son shall wander into vast halls,
sit by craggy rocks upon mountain peak.
Hear the wisdom in Nature's sweetest calls,
wade in deeper where rushing waters speak.
Listen to night owls as they softly hoot,
see the slow sinking moon sparkle anew.
Walk soundly, learning to ride, rope and shoot,
sail daringly upon great oceans blue.
You my son shall venture forth without fear,
face the darkest storm and its mighty blast.
Hold out against great pain without a tear,
catch fish on each and every thoughtful cast.

Yes, you my son, shall do better than I.
This my last prayer asks before I die.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-13-2016

Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 15 (Including empty lines)
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NOTE- Written 7 years ago(Justin was then two years old)- edited today(shortened) to be a sonnet.
Cut out 14 verses and altered the rhyme scheme to match.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

With Fantastic Shields Made Of Doubt Proof Steel
(The Turning Point)

In this my heart, I dare steel my resolve,
never again yield to cowardly fear,
change my life and in truth's wisdom evolve
well lighted path that breeds courage so clear.

In my spirit, a new creature shall dwell,
no more night shadows will dare ever haunt,
no more black nights spent fighting gates of hell
no more bloody demons that cut and taunt.

In hope, life begins its journey anew,
with fantastic shields made of doubt proof steel,
resting upon faithful words - bold and true
no longer in my darkness, life is real.

In true faith, this dark world is seen clearly.
In true light, hope is embraced, held dearly.

R.J. Lindley
June 14th, 1979

Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
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Total # Words: 112

Note- Written in my private journal , long ago.
I fell many times after this (demons that sought my destruction not conquered yet)
but eventually faith brought its just rewards--my current life and family..
Granted- I've still a long way to go--(conquering my temper)..
as my very long family bloodline of warriors /fighters are not easily defeated my friends..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Black Death Among The Shadows Does Gaily Roam

Black death among the shadows did roam
deep in solitude its power reigns.
Nowhere and everywhere it calls sweet home
and always its appearance brings pains.

Through fords, over mountains into gentle seas
fate sends its messenger in a black shroud.
Never to be stopped by the many crying pleas
or women moaning and wailing out loud.

Its only victorious foe, the light of eternal life
where our Redeemer's truth and divine love grows.
Delivering us from depths of misery and strife,
brought by suffering from fear of death's throes.

Black death among the shadows does gaily roam
Yet tis forever forbidden in God's sweet home.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-21-2016

Note--- INSPIRED BY THREE POEMS READ THIS MORN..
My poet friends, Peter Duggan, Lin Lane and Seeker.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Every Morn, My Eyes Wake To Seeing You Nude

Naked in bed your rose shines very bright
with leaves that stir imagination right.
Earthen mounds giving me fantasy views,
Took my pants off even before my shoes!

Nude, your imagery casts its searching lights
moon never looked better on loving nights
Soft your body, like cool spring's falling rain
with deep curves that sear my feverish brain.

Tiny supple rounds, hills for me to see
like dropping cherries in sex crazy tree
Every morn, my eyes wake, seeing you nude
and savor long our night's sweet interlude!

Naked in bed your rose brings greatest glee
And that was the thrill you gave only me.

Robert J. Lindley,

Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 105

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Like An Old And Worn Battleship Hard And Fast Ran Aground


Walking wearisome road, dollar in pocket, my knife in right hand
nothing in sight but wicked are the many alluring sounds
Hard are long nights rest in this dangerous raging land
for now nothing, nothing seems to be out of bounds.

Like an old and worn battleship hard and fast ran aground
with no celebration , no parade, no marching bands
Just the hammer blows on and on they wickedly pound
at each winching pain, crowd cheers in the upper stands

Fork ahead, promises mysteries, be they for good or bad
ah but that is the dear spice in life our spirit seeks.
Many are the joys, pains and sad regrets I have had
yet nothing beats kisses laid on my darling's rosy cheeks.

Like an old and worn battleship hard and fast ran aground
Off beyond the horizon, again comes that fast flowing sound!

Robert J. Lindley, 4-23-2016

Note-- Sonnet written to remind me life holds future surprises , hope and
blessings but one must still remember the hard lessons of the past..-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

They Rage On In Their Jungle Filled Cages

They raging on in their jungle filled cages
this world for each lost soul holding no glee.
We watch, destruction comes in deep rages
poison fruit falling from a poisoned tree.

The world sees, encourages resulting pains
amidst all, we ignore to let it be
Dark are the miserable gashing stains
there shining again that old poisoned tree

Some lucky few do find the lighted path
with ghastly wounds healed they accept that glee.
Thus forgotten is their dark hate-filled wrath
their victory crashing down poisoned tree.

This world holds ready massive dark forces.
Our souls, always facing tempting choices.


R. J. Lindley
May 12th 1979

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[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Earth, Fire And Melted Stone

Before this earth's life ever came to be
space held earth, fire, red-hot melting stone.
Only later came the covering seas.
Still, with no growing life earth was alone.

After man appeared, great changes were brought
destruction began on a massive scale.
Now we can see the trap which we are caught
it damn sure looks like a dark piece of hell.

Could man ever find truth and thus refrain?
Will man's greed then truly be satisfied?
Always his power mad lusts this earth stain
in his black heart thinks he is deified.

Earth, fire, melted stone can not withstand
much more destroying this beautiful land.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-27-2016

Sonnet on Destruction of too much of our forests, rivers, lakes and streams.
We must use it wisely and not destroy that which thousands of years created.

Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
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Total # Words: 106

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

I Walked A Thorny Path Alone

I walked a thorny path alone,
Bare feet eating dusty ground:
I looked back, you were gone,
Remained only hollow empty sound,
We both racing homeward bound.

That Spring morn, you were all mine,
Smiling with heart all aglow-
Blazing sun you did outshine,
Future love, would we know:
Loving food yet still refuse to dine?

Time told me this pain once before
You had shattered me that day
I wanted you , desired you, all the more
Reunited again each night we could play
Until you departed to another shore.

Now memories show me your smile
Sexy legs and red-hot lips
Soft witchery that so beguiles,
Face that launched a thousand ships
Now I look back a thousand miles!

Robert J. Lindley, 4-28-2016

Note- If ever a man lost a greater treasure I pity him more than me..
She was the moon's sweet light and the cat's soft meow.
My first wife found and burned the only picture I had of her.
All I could say was, "its ok darling--she was in my past"..
Yet now 40 years later, she still haunts my dreams..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Poetry Lives, Dances, Sings and Shouts

Poetry lives, breathes into the soul of all that see
arms wrapping eternity tight and soothes very deep
No end to enchanting verses in its massive sea
magnificent beauty showing great, one may just weep.

Poetry dances , to mellow flows and tunes
colors that fascinate and sing to wanting hearts
Lyrics that rival, romance of Junes brightest moons
begs imaginative reader's love from the start.

Poetry sings, with brilliant notes perfectly in key
about living life, love, heartache and very much more
Gifting joy, healing the sad hurts of spirits lonely
traversing with its happiness distant shore to shore.

Poetry shouts, join in this great marching parade
set your heart out to hug all those needing relief
Its the cake, the apple pie life has sweetly made
rewards generosity and faithful belief!

Robert J. Lindley , 4-29-2016

13/12 rhyme scheme.

Syllables Per Line: 13 13 13 13 0 12 12 12 12 0 13 13 13 13 0 12 12 12 12
Total # Syllables: 200
Total # Lines: 19 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 133

Written for PoetDestroyer's new contest ...

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Withered Are Memories Made On False Ground

Majesty of her charms , pale in light now
Love's glow has died, ashes only remain
She was sad , my heart took a fleeing bow
Her cries left only darkened bitter stain
No long goodbye words, we both knew not how
She was mad, I felt no need to explain

What is the past but dead dreams on black ice
Time returns us not to make our amends
Wishful thinking, going back would be nice
Yet new pains could rise, and forward it sends
With no overs, nothing said would suffice
Best journey on, racing around the bends

In hindsight , glory heavily infests
False goodness and sweet touches abound
However, truth lies in dark empty nests
Where heartache and misery were first found
Seek not ye fools gold as wisdom suggests
Withered are memories made on false ground

Robert J. Lindley, 5-02-2016

Written for contest, slammed out in ten minutes may revise later..-Tyr