My new poems written for the Creative Writing Forum.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

My new writes of poetry I shall place in this thread. So as to not clutter up the other thread.
Poem I wrote this afternoon. Have a contest it may fit in if it passes my three day look back again test. -Tyr




Blues, Shoes and Dancing


Saw a terrifying ghost today,
apparition of the ages gone by
too much sadness in its play
dark clouds in a weeping sky!

Saw a dead man dancing a jig,
headache seeing such lame moves
All bones with scary red wig
hairy feet were horse's hooves!

Saw a fallen warrior cry,
misery in his quivering voice
Kept asking , tell me why
my dying was never a choice!

Heard a song that ripped the blues
danced I did, but with no shoes!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-13-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

My Girlfriend's Legs

A woman, so lovely my mind waltzed in a haze,
as the sun rose she glowed in rainbow hues;
As she stepped from bed my heartbeat would raise
into a crescendo of blasts two by two!
An image that sent waves of sweetest delight,
romance misting in the air she trailed
Save me, save me forever that glorious sight
(With her in my world I never failed.)

She that touched my inner spirit with her grace,
soft spoken words that had a sexy ring;
Memories my mind could never dare erase,
dreams so fantastic that nighttime would sing.
First time I saw those tanned sexy legs so long
I knew paradise was showing its wide open hand
Then I begged her to grab and bring me along
as she danced her way across this great land.

Those eyes that twinkled at my stumbling fall,
shine with starlight spreading unselfish cheer
Yes, sweet memories my heart captured it all
melted down every time I heard my love say, my dear!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-13-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Greed, Man's Affliction


What world will mankind create next
using his arrogance as a pretext?
Another sham to satisfy his greed
stealing daily from those in need

Will man next conquer the moon
steal and sell all too soon
Reach out to space to grab more
selling stars from galactic shore

When will the greed ever stop
or man dare reap an honest crop
Could be only after death rebukes
greed's power far greater than nukes

What world will mankind create next
using his arrogance as a pretext?
Another sham to satisfy his greed
stealing daily from those in need


Robert J. Lindley, 05-23-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The View , a Narrative...

The View

At the end of Mulberry street
stood a massive old and weathered oak.
With an owl rested there every night , just waiting
for the right meal to wander by,
then silent wings swooped effortlessly down
the massacre hardly made a sound at all.
I watched from my bedroom window each night to
see this act of natural savagery and the feast
Even saw a black kitten become the monster's meal
Yet never did I think of it as barbaric savagery
because man eats whatever he wants with arrogant glee
As master over all creatures and with contempt
for the weak and lame,
Throat cut and bloodied the cow so peaceful
becomes next day's burgers and we bat not an eye.
Unholy indifference reasoned to be a normal act
by we lords of the earth, we takers of all weaker
things.
Great to find the old Mulberry still a launching pad
after these past decades.
And man changes not except his clothes and his
ideas on his superiority over known and unknown Universe.

Robert J. Lindley

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Wood Fairies There Often Play



Deep in that far wooded glen
was a place made for men
Was not so easily found
complete with Nature sound

Comfort for man and beast
just a mile northeast
Great to rest my soul there
peacefulness makes me aware

Wood fairies there often play
stacking rocks in my way
A test to see me step aside
watching from where they hide

Daring to find resting sleep
my soul they try to keep
No malice,just a loving desire
to share their eternal fire

Each visit I must bid adieu
with a, "so sad to leave you"
My friends of the wooded glen
thanks for allowing me in

Always this is the sweet reply
see you in the by and by
You are most welcomed any time
our uniting is most sublime

Each Spring my trek begins
to again see my little friends
As I slowly walk my way in
I marvel at this far wooded glen

Robert J. Lindley, 05-23-2015

Note: Written for a contest.. Rhyme, 32 lines or less, topic , "Magical places".

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Upon The Gallows Stands The Condemned


Upon the gallows stands the condemned,
the crowd slobbering for his demise.
Preacher and followers begin bible hymn
about fools not so very swift or wise.

There dancing spirits surrounding him,
this dejected and now shaking thief.
His dark, haunting past now so very dim
lost of all hope and steeped in grief.

Beelzebub stands there with wicked grin,
to welcome home the coming of the fruits.
His harvest dark and heaped over in sin,
crowd crying to see his swinging boots!

Soon darkness will bring on its release,
as stiff rope snaps into a sudden drop.
Death shall make this lost soul cease,
when his life and time will forever stop!

Gallows have done their cheering deed,
crowd lurches forth in a collective swoon.
Beelzebub, gathers the fruit of his seed
and gathers the crowd's dark joy as a boon!

Robert J. Lindley, 04-24-2015

Note: Man's judgment may be a necessary evil but the actions engaged in by
those that obeyed the carnal desires, lusts and temptations of evil are a sweet harvest for HE that gathers his fruit with a wicked grin...

Second note: Such truth as expressed in this poem turns people off(even fellow poets) because they do not want to face the truth.
It is not PC to face truth head on and deal with it in todays world.
Such attitude of not truly plugging the "holes" is how a ship sinks.
Yet perhaps thats the hidden agenda... Modern culture demands abandonment of moral principles..

Like it or not Christian morality is under severe attack.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

A rare free verse write , from my private journal.-Tyr

The Goddess of Nature, A Visit

The depth of the journey ventured!
Across the vast plains I glide: the sky beaming down upon my back.
This my trek-- sends tingles into my hardened soul.
A feast! A galactic flight into the realms of Nature's mysteries.

I stand upon a forested shore, the sun speaks;
the wind beckons me forward into the welcoming glen.
I tread lightly and silently to observe without damage or distress,
the wildlife that now stirs my dreams.

As waves of purest delight enter my mind, the birds sing out in tune.
A melody so fine the earth snatches at the moon!

I hold my position to absorb this enchantment longer.
I am open my heart to grab the spirit,
the olden deity that sees my true soul.
I float in a mirage that mists my face with colors, smells and kisses of glory!

The she appears!
The Goddess of Nature, a raven haired beauty of grace.
Touching my heart as it races to catch her majesty!

This is the scene I saw in my dream before the adventure and day's sojourn.
The beauty of She that holds the sky, the woods , mountains and the seas in her hands.
Time stands still for an eternity , then...
She lets me go,
A release back into my reality.

I again see her handiwork and marvel at this gift.
This creation that mankind fails to appreciate or understand!

All is stored in a memory for replay and wonderment.
A carved image of Nature and her majesty that soothes the ever yearning heart!

Robert J. Lindley
Sept. 1993

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Reality Bites

Off to my right stands damnation
a road once I raced headlong
seeking every pleasurable sensation
ALL was a dance and a happy song!

Death, hell was an eternity away
smashing every stone was a deed
let any future life skip or pay
fruit ate from my every dark seed!

Behind me was an old dirty road
ahead lay glory in rapt attention
my soul was what I freely sold
excuses, were such an easy invention!

The NOW came knocking one fine day
landing a swift kick to my face
hurt came on board with no delay
suddenly I was dead last in the race!

Waking up suddenly life was pain
happy go lucky quickly ran away
deep blues almost ran me insane
jolly band stops, you going to pay!

Robert J. Lindley

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

I decided to stop being lazy and to write a poem just for this thread.
Chose to do a Narrative with a strong message.
Hope you may enjoy this one..--Tyr
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Prayer Cried Out In The Storming Waves, ( Form- Narrative)

Fought the waves, the maddened tumbling sea
doomed ship sinking swiftly beneath me
Prayers to God,to every saint I ever knew
no desire to reside beneath this ocean blue

Midnight's stormy fury soon moved past
ship gone, me clinging to a broken mast
Fear, the kind that eats into your soul
rebuked my every hopeful impossible goal

Prayers renewed with sad desperate pleas
Lord, let me survive these angry seas
The waves beat me about with great delight
I am tired, give me strength to fight
Master,find all the good that rests in me
save me to do all that you may please

Prayer ended my legs and arms do so tire
as the last ember was burning in my fire
Hope raced forth in a bright shining light
dawn broke forth from that darkest night

The rays hit me with a soft, sweet breeze
so calm,so very calm my soul was at ease
A single gull flew over my bobbing head
Hope cried out,you live,you are not dead

Land must now be very close hereabouts
So tired but that did not stop my shouts
Thank you Lord,this gift I will never forget
I believe,even though I am not home yet

A rescue ship's horn was soon blasting away
saved I'd be on this fine glorious day
Soon I was safe, safe on board her deck
I knew then faith and prayer saved my neck

Captain said, saw your flare just before dawn
thats when we raced and really poured it on
I was so confused and my mind it did so stun
I had no lifesaving flares and no flare gun!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-24-2015

Note: Was it a dream, my memory tells me I lived it.
In another life so long ago, metaphor and all.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Black Snake Squirmed Out Of My Head


I wrote two poems, one up one down
third one ran away never to be found
Clever words from a simple old mind
perfect poem, I shall never find
Writing now to settle my sad blues
can't dance , have no damn shoes
No union means no damn union dues
saw the reruns but it was old news
Clever, sometimes clever as a fox
play a mean fiddle and old jukebox
Sanity is my only sought after fee
mind a rusty 'ole box, I have no key
Words they come on fast and low
Found paradise, too damn lazy to go

Wrote two short poems this very day
found my heart had so little to say
Black snake squirmed out of my head
landed right there on my antique bed
Gave me a vicious look, go to hell
I shot back, you I can easily sell
Grabbed the critter by its long tail
put it in a box sent it in the mail
Note to my editor said, here is a treat
reach in quick, grab something sweet
If only that damn third poem was found
can not see it but can hear the sound
Little screams echoing across the room
caution ahead, enter to find your doom

Robert J. Lindley , 05-15-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Sweetest Love, Embraces The Moon's Light


Sweet love, grows even as we sleep
against its breast, dares to hold it close
Memories of such nights burn in deep
like the great beauty of a lover's rose

Burning kiss, a kiss so magically felt
into your arms my body quickly flows
As my heart and soul stir to melt
moonlight gifts its majestic shows

Tender hands, that touch my cheeks
creating the dream I fly deep into
Such passion, all a lover ever seeks
eternal hours holding and kissing you

Glowing smile, sends love in waves
dancing long Summer nights away
Your true love my life forever saves
passionate blessing forever and a day

Sweet love, grows even as we sleep
against its breast, dares to hold it close
Memories of such nights burn in deep
like the great beauty of a lover's rose

Sweet love, embraces the moon's light
snatches the heart, dares to hold it tight

Robert J. Lindley , 05-24-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

No Principle Stands Alone

Stand tall with blade worn openly for all to see
give kindness when its richly due
The true worth is not in the height of a tree
rather it is in the fruits it bears that we use

Never yield to complacency or fear of condemnation
instead act in a way that shows honor rightly obeyed
Seek not false and ever so hollow admiration
rather pursue a righteous foundation firmly laid.

Do that and hope will hold you to a true course
despite the stony path you must then tread
Fear not the troubles the fools heartily endorse
Life will reward your honor greatly instead

Two things a man should never dare to lose
Precious Hope and the Courage to fight to choose

Robert J. Lindley, 05-16-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Remove Illusion And Its Dark Mask


A nail in each eye may gift light
for to see without eyes is sight
One must hold the heart to task
remove illusion and its dark mask
Ears become echo chambers of fact
heart and soul both remain intact
Spiritual knowledge soon appears
in volume when there are no fears

Clear the mind of selfish thought
victory in battle faithfully fought
Allow the soft breeze to rush on in
Truth of life only then will begin
Defining moment,a magnificent start
divine guidance will play it's part
A dark veil will have been lifted
bumper crop harvested,wheat sifted

Light of Truth requires a new clean slate
our blessing is the power to change our Fate!

True life,true love both are difficult tasks
neither can be had while we wear our masks!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-25-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

This World Reeks In Deep Decay


For what we know will stand,
For how we grow as decent men,
Hold to Godly principles dear.
Stand your ground, do not fear!
This dark day shall one day pass,
Best to seek out truth in mass.
This world reeks in deep decay,
Innocence the price we must pay!

Fear not the threats of dread,
hope exists for all not dead.
Listen to wisdom when it is sent,
follow a true heart's intent.

Yet again heed the coming call,
Warning of evils, do not fall,
Sell your soul not for false gain
for judgment shall come yet again.
Deny false comfort and lazy ease,
seek not jaded fools to please.
Expect punishment for your good,
hold true knowing well you should.

Climb each mountain with zeal,
for faith is what is truly real.
Blessings come as your just reward
forgive all, mercy is not so hard!


Robert J. Lindley, 05-16-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Forgotten Love, So Deeply Regretted


After the fire has burned very low,
the shadows move with sinister look,
You see the place you fear to go
think of the truest lover you forsook;

Did not that Love manifest its worth,
a touch that reached your needy soul,
Embraced your heart giving a rebirth,
remove that all too heavy deadening toll;

And sleep within your dreams a delight,
golden kiss wrapped in softest touch
The greatest Lover never given sight
As you so loved yourself far too much.

Robert J. Lindley
OCT, 14TH 1979

Note: Bringing this out from my private journal to see the light of day.
Hope you may enjoy it as I remember being very sad when writing it.
Only one other ever saw it(a copy), sent it back with tear stains on it
but took no action. Such is life, we win some , we lose some..