Poetry and Prose for any season

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

As Deep Darkness Its Rabid Cloak Around Me Spread


As deep darkness its rabid cloak around me spread
Dark shadows raced to their images thus display
They that were so bleach white, those old skeletal dead
Thought to play with me and have their damnable way
Yet, my father had in fighting taught me so well
My valiant heart had strength, vigor and valor too
Yes, I had been cast into the devils unholy hell
But this amateur lad, had some fine grand tricks new.

No fighting soul can win if faith is not in its brave head.

There in seething darkness, fear's breath began to blow
Short greenish puffs that transformed into savage beasts
With wicked claws and fierce red eyes that did so glow
And their own gold table lay human head for their feast
In the distant corner lay a long gold hilted sword
In a quick flash it was mine in my eager hand
Then newest beast spoke, come on I am growing bored
Lets kill this old weak flesh and go ravage across his land.

No fighting soul can win if faith is not in its brave head.

With that I quickly lunged forward and off came its head
And its huge body collapsed into a hairy mess
Next the far lesser beasts for dear mercy each then plead
And even the smaller ones their wicked sins confess.
Only beast left, a three headed snake with poison tails
And I could easily hear its deep cast dark curses said
All began with evil prayers beseeching dark lord of hell
And next came the hateful cries of the murderous dead.

No fighting soul can win if faith is not in its brave head.

.........

Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme, dark
Pary One, 9-12-2023

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Love That Struck Its Blow, Our Romance Was Born

As fresh clear water flowed over sweet virgin soil
She saw that fantastic beauty Nature hath made
Flying earth, its gifts and blessings, its heavy toil
From those yesterday, passing times our God hath played
Comes the finer gifts that so often romance embroils.

Into the woods she and her dog took a walk
She singing her fancy song with the greatest of glee
Thinking this beauty stirs my heart, sure wish it could talk
As for now we must see it, only my fine dog and me
Then she saw it and heard a flying blue-jay squawk.

She a vision, almost a earthbound goddess divine
As she saw and wished, so did Nature wake to see
This young girl with large blue eyes so damn very fine
And I was there hunting right where I should be
Looking to slay a buck, for a supper on which to dine.

Then quite a shock, she saw me and yelled out to me
I shot back, I was here hunting until you came
You made my buck alert, so very fast it did flee
Say beautiful gal, what the damn hell is your name
And that snow-blown cold winter she did marry me.


Robert J. Lindley, 20 verse sonnet
Nov. 1st 1973

Note
I was 19 years old and this ravishing angel did find me.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

What Of Such Beauty, Is It More Than Just Skin Deep


what of it?
thunder and lightning
dancing across muted skies
visions that eat into a hazy brain
as soul struggles to cry
O' but
nothing is sacred
not her beautiful hair
nor
her raging sexy eyes
she that broke the mould
and we that saw the ravishing fruit
her smile a fresh hello
and her heart waiting to mate
I so shocked
when she did not say no
and that lonely
night
she became mine....

For seven weeks
we loved so
morning noon and night
we dined on
our love
she my angel that gave me
her all
and I in a heavenly
bliss.....

but
how was I
to know
she knew not true love
her hard heart
spat at me
when marriage
I proposed
then out from
nowhere
it came
a breakup letter
that she wrote
stating, its been fun
but lord you know
you could never be
a husband to
a beautiful thing
so very precious
as I....

Robert J. Lindley, free verse
9-12-1972

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

She The Ravenous Queen, That Can Have All My Tomorrows


Ah that creamy chocolate
swirl
of gold-blasted passion,
it fingers roaming and
gifting deep titillating pleasures
with both our lips
that gift honey-breaded
sensational
love
a steaming arena
of delight
your body
its sexy curves
and ravenously
hot
hidden
oasis .....

O' my this soul
seeks none other
than you
my princess
with
that raven-black
smooth hair
luscious lips
ten mile
long
tanned legs
come with me
to our oasis
let us drink of
passion's sensational fruits
whilst
the Heavens
our song plays....

and watch the
fingers of dawn
gently caress
our beating
hearts
as we
seek what our
bodies
so need
you my dearest
my angel
my beautiful
queen.....

shall we forever
see the
rainbows
hear the
melody
and wake
to
dawn's
hot swirling '
breath.....

as we walk along
our white
sand beach
nothing around
but blue
ocean and
birds
we strip down
and upon
the white sand
make feverishly
deep love
just
you and I....

may we
have all
of our tomorrows
be as today
together with both
arms reaching
for that
golden cup of love
and exist in
our
Heaven
upon
our wonderful earth....

tonight dearest
the stars
will shine upon
our two bodies
entwined
upon silky satin sheets
with purest bliss
within
our
two sweet
beating hearts....

Robert J. Lindley, free verse
9-14-2023

Note : This poem is dedicated to the memory of my dear sweet wife that passed away
right at eighteen months ago. I so deeply and truly love her with my all. RJL

[AHZ]

why is there mayonnaise on the floor?
Yes, a joke I know. I prefer mustard myself. --Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

My Tired And Lost Soul Next This Wise Advice Out It Screams

As harder blown dry winds skulk among oldest granite stones
And the spitting sun flamed the mass of white desert sand
I trekked alone, jagged pains pulsing through my old bones
My weathered soul cursed God of this god-forsaken land
I could see a gloomy night trying to rear its ugly head
Where could in this barren pitiful hot, hot place dare I sleep
All here was hard rocks and sand, not a damn good place to bed
I thought this damnable fierce land wants this dear life to keep
As my worn-out soul begged for water and damn lot of rest
So under a scrubby bush I sat down to my diary write
Was this a hazardous darken journey, a god given test
Then these eyes saw above, bright stars painting the night.

With my nightly prayers said, I laid down to dream
And this love-struck heart recalled her very beautiful face
And how we together were such a great and fine winning team
Then massive sadness flew on into my brief joy replace.
Dawn's breath was blown and my romantic heart finally woke
This reborn spirit decided to this abject darkness fight
Mused I, this soul-searching journey is indeed no damn joke
Surely it was not my responsibility to set things right!
Had she not to another man sworn her undying love
Promised him to be his new and true beautiful queen
Even next, promised to forever love to our God above
And swore to forward race over to his daring dark scene.

My tired and lost heart soul next this wise advice outward screams.
Son, you deserve much better than her dark treacherous beams.

Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme
July 17th, 1973

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Yet I Only Desire Loves Immeasurable Truth

Death so like a shadow this poor soul seeks
Whereas new dawn its breath so slowly gifts
Moving in cadence, its rhythm so sleek.
And adversity, it spits in dark shifts
Holding true, its thunder it soon displays
Undefeated tracing of horizon's stone heart
Such tis magical beauty cast each day
A long trip, would be folly not to start
Within fusion of red blood and white bone
Journey I, stout of heart and willing mind
This conscience cleared of black-hearted stone
We pray the light of truth we may there find.

Rumor has it there lays the fountain of youth.
Yet I only desire loves immeasurable truth!

Robert J. Lindley, March 8th, 1972
Sonnet

[icansayit]

She The Ravenous Queen, That Can Have All My Tomorrows


Ah that creamy chocolate
swirl
of gold-blasted passion,
it fingers roaming and
gifting deep titillating pleasures
with both our lips
that gift honey-breaded
sensational
love
a steaming arena
of delight
your body
its sexy curves
and ravenously
hot
hidden
oasis .....

O' my this soul
seeks none other
than you
my princess
with
that raven-black
smooth hair
luscious lips
ten mile
long
tanned legs
come with me
to our oasis
let us drink of
passion's sensational fruits
whilst
the Heavens
our song plays....

and watch the
fingers of dawn
gently caress
our beating
hearts
as we
seek what our
bodies
so need
you my dearest
my angel
my beautiful
queen.....

shall we forever
see the
rainbows
hear the
melody
and wake
to
dawn's
hot swirling '
breath.....

as we walk along
our white
sand beach
nothing around
but blue
ocean and
birds
we strip down
and upon
the white sand
make feverishly
deep love
just
you and I....

may we
have all
of our tomorrows
be as today
together with both
arms reaching
for that
golden cup of love
and exist in
our
Heaven
upon
our wonderful earth....

tonight dearest
the stars
will shine upon
our two bodies
entwined
upon silky satin sheets
with purest bliss
within
our
two sweet
beating hearts....

Robert J. Lindley, free verse
9-14-2023

Note : This poem is dedicated to the memory of my dear sweet wife that passed away
right at eighteen months ago. I so deeply and truly love her with my all. RJL

No disrespect here Robert. But...Oh my.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

To Ask My Mentor, Will I, Sir Will I, Ever A Great Poet Be


So like a eighteenth-century painting, her almond face
this year's flowing sky and sun flashings paler by the day
ghostly marble and statues grinning at a slow dying dawn
and my sad heart grieving for that which nothing can replace
as the moon ran away and the forest turned dark grey.

There in the lonesome shadow, a statue of Master Poe
his stern face, almost questioning my old poetic soul
have you your poet's heart gifted to the old God of verse
then I could his voice hear saying, a golden coin for the toll
and from the far crowded distance, a goddess rehearsed.

She of grand beauty, her eyes a cool-thrown Chimera bright
Saw my shudder and cried, be not thee afraid young man
I am but wandering child of winter's cold and frigid breath
I come here with the fleeting edge of dark night my new plan
And prepare those dying of the dragon's most horrid hot death.

It was then she cried and darkness fell deeper than a flock of crows
Poe said, young man be thee stout as a true hero not afraid
The goddess is master of higher emerald cast poetic verse
I stay to speak directly into the young and clear poetic souls
Touch my head, drain essence of the long lost poets and feel.

Dawn cast new light and the alarm rang so damn loud
I woke quite suddenly and saw as my first new glance
Master Poe in the far corner vanishing in a quick blink
It was then I thought, damn that was my only chance
To ask my mentor, will I, sir will I, ever a great poet be?

Robert J. Lindley, Verse
Dec 7th , 1972

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

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[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The Truth Of Love And Its Awesome Powers


Oft when dusk
crawls on in
its smells as
freshly rotten leaves
to some
its dark
its power is
a wonderful joy
as in those
hearts that
air spells
its
wickedness and
evils
sing....

But as shadows arrive
and their
powers
display
this heart
sends up
its wise
alert flags
and cries
man
the fort lad
for battles
will be waged....

As
twinkling star
spit down
rays of speeding
lights
some hearts
finds pleasure
and joy
for the darkness
it destroys
and the mind
sees
ravishing beauty
in the glowing
Heavens above...

Viewing such wonders
this soul
asks
our God
if the future
true love
shall be given
and then heart
says
sure it will
just be patient
and all
shall one day
shall come
hold fast
walk straight
and wait...

as I lay
seeing
galaxies dancing
in the sky
I imagine a
goddess
who will my
hand take

kiss me as a
lover and never
ever
leave me
our dawns
will see nothing
but love
and her beautiful
face
we live for each
other
and two hearts are
as one
bodies entwined
and love's
amazing, magical
and awesome
powers
absorbed...

Robert J. Lindley, free verse
may 2nd 1974

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Epic Sadness When A Beautiful Dream Crashes

I am yet alive
racing into
red fires
this body
feels
no pain
trekking across
tall mountains
jumping into
verdant valleys
so far below
seeing
soft soothing
rivers
spread into
planted fields
beaver
enjoying
Nature's fast
flowing flood

I step forth into
grey mists
my dream state
finally
shows
its ravenous
teeth
there in
murky shadows
a beastly thing
growly and
fangs showing
it steps out
red eyes glaring
right at
Me
shivers splash from
my spine
and
I knew
this
monster
I would
have to
fight
arrives...

As it
it
charged
I step back
and my kick
scored
backward
the beast
fell
its hideous
head cut open
I saw green
blood
gushing out
as it
died
a cloud
whisked it
away

Then she
appeared
a sexy
kiss
she gave
I fell at
her feet
my goddess had came
back
her eyes flashed
a true
and deep love
an echo
blared
O' hell no
not again that damn
clock
alarm
woke
me up
and my
crashing
anger
raged
for reality
had
just
raised
its ugly head
and sadly
worked called.

Robert J. Lindley,
free verse
9-16-2023

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

To Those This Brave, True Warrior Is Sworn To One Day Defeat

When violet pours its sadden verses onto burning sands
and heavens above spit green poison upon savage lands
up from murky dark evil caves so very far below
down were the wicked witches, red imps and black fairies grow
awaits beasts that exist to someday devour this dark world
if I get caught, take my soul into space to give it a hurl
but I guard my soul with Heaven's bread, its bountiful drinks
and in my bad dreams see the monsters as away they slink
however, certain nights when blood-moon shows its ugly side
down below are ravenous demons that are bonafide
beasts that human flesh exist slowly tear apart and eat
to those this brave, true warrior is sworn to one day defeat
such was the awful sad case on a darken June tenth night
when my dear life I almost lost in a horrible fight
for that black-night they had such a massive, horrid display
in the deep, eerie blackness this soul almost lost its way
As from one huge, cavernous, wicked room I simply slid
Into that wicked blackness I over and simply hid
There, each fierce and each with long sharp fangs and such deadly teeth
I feared even greater what beasts exist down beneath
I had Achilles sword and my soul holding his great might
On my side I had great power of Heaven's glorious light
The battle started when first beast jumped to grab my back
But to its shock off its ugly head I did quickly hack
The next was a large red-eyed three headed massive snake
This I saw and prayed help me lord please, for heaven's sake
It struck but hit its massive head upon the black stone wall
My sword found its true mark and into quick death it did fall
Last, certainly not least was one ugly two-headed cat
My knife ripped its belly open just as quick as that
Then he came forward to me speak to me, his blacken curse
Long cried, hate filled speech which he must have oft rehearse
About my weaken human flesh and what he would soon do
How I would cry out for dear mercy before he was through
I just laugh out loud and then I boldly spit in his face
And said, no you will not I am covered by Lord's grace
At the mere mention of Lord's name, he quickly shrank away
I knelt down to my loving, eternal God to then pray.

Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme
9-17-2023

Note: I had a dear poet friend here ask me to compose another dark poem for her to read.
This request I simply could not turn down. I would post her name and give her credit for
getting this dark poem born but she asked me not to. So, in my silence I dedicate this long
dark poem to her and her own very massive poetic talents. She inspired me to write today!
God bless her.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Leave My Feet In Poetry Now Firmly Planted


I tried, compose a revelation poem about truth
Did that in earnest, in my wild but honest youth
But with mind fighting a stone wall nothing came forth
it was as if I fought as South against the North.

My brain had shifted into a deep murky haze
I was prisoner chained by a dark-cast craze
Each dawn I rose against a grey, terrible front
All my verses came out silly or rudely blunt
Aggravating, torturous to the nth degree
I gave it a go, took a vacation to flee
Not a damn clever thing I tried seemed to work
I ended up thinking am I fool and a jerk
Failed, threw my hands up and said, to hell with it
I cried out, had me an bad uncontrollable fit
I took a short vacation to a white sand beach
Seeking again to my ran away muse to reach
As the ocean waves into my soul did soft splash
I ran around shopping spending loads of green-cash
Soon I forgot about all by having good fun
Rose each new dawn saluting the rising gold sun
Eight days, my time was spent exploring deeper life
Soon gone was any shred of hardship or dire strife
That morn, I rose seeing sun's sweeter golden rays
I discovered a true life in newer ways
That very night I sat down with pen in my hand
Out like magic beautiful words about this land
And then in another poem sweet love of true youth
Verses and verses slung about love and bold truth
Then it hit my thus, my angel muse had return
No more trashy stale words would I have to now burn
My muse told me she left to a hard lesson teach
She came back not because of words I did beseech
She came back when I had forgotten to her so love
So she left me to deal with dark world's push and shove

That cool night, I wrote a superb poem on true love
Even if I were writing hand, muse is my glove
Swearing never again, to my muse take for granted
I leave feet in poetry, now firmly planted.

Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Humanity Exists As Sad Creatures With Evil Skins

Reprieve may be a fine desert or a freedom to live
A blessing freely granted or the power to freely give
But we must dare admit what immense courage some things take
And use our smart brains to identify the sorrowful fakes
For humans react to threats in many kinds of strange ways
But evil exists and demand opponents dearly pays
War savagery that with pure delight evil men do
Truth is one sorrowful day it may attack me and you
This world to oft engages in darkness and destruction
Mankind adopts wickedness as primary instructions
We have no true safeguards when war its ugly head does raise
Best if we trust our God, and give his Son our faithful praise.

Humanity exists as sad creatures with evil skins.
Full of selfish desires, greed in hearts of women and men.

Robert J. Lindley, dark sonnet
Jan. 21st, 1972

Note. This is the truth about humanity.
Unless under Christ's banner, they too oft exist as evil creatures on the take, imho.