My new poems written for the Creative Writing Forum.

[Russ]

The Night Rudolph and Santa's Sled Got Stuck

Twas' night before Christmas, Santa's sleigh was hard stuck
but Christmas was saved by farmer Ted's mule, Ole Buck.
With Rudolph exhausted, his nose still shining bright red
reindeer pulling hard, could not free that heavy sled!

Bad blizzard had caught Santa and his famous team
In fear reindeer cried, all was lost or so it seem
Rushing, Santa landed in a snowbank that night
his sled sinking deep, O' what a frightening sight!

Santa yelled, "come on, we have to get this sled free"
For all the world's children depend on you and me!
An hour of pulling, the reindeer at greatest strain
all to no avail, for not a foot could they gain!

Just then Rudolph breaking down, let out loudest scream
"Please, please help us, frëe dearest Santa's Christmas team"
Ole buck, had heard through all that blizzard howling wind
started braying loud for his master to help send!

Farmer Ted bolted up, screeching screams he now heard
through fierce howling winds, he caught Rudolph's pleading words.
"Help, help, for the children and Christmas set us free"
"All will be lost, no gifts will be under each tree"!

In a flash out the door, to Buck's red barn he raced
For to let Santa down now, he would be disgraced!
Old buck was willing and ready, eager to go
Out they ran in the blizzard wading the deep snow!

Round the bend, far away upon the giant hill
they saw Santa's hard stuck sleigh, O' what a great thrill
Once there, they heard all the reindeer this loudly cheer
Hurrah, we are saved, for Christmas is saved this year!

With ole Buck hitched fast to Santa's stuck Christmas sled
Buck and reindeer pulled, with Rudolph's nose shining red
Santa cried, "free us, deliveries we must make"
"Free us this snowy Christmas night for goodness sake"!

With a hard grunt and a huge and mighty strong yank
Santa's sled was freed, and they had Ole Buck to thank!
Farmer Ted, gave all some warm chocolate to drink
Buck the mule had saved all, who such would ever think?

Santa then gave his blessings, thanking one and all
saying, off we must fly, finish Christmas night's haul!
With that said and a hearty and thankful goodbye
Away they rose into that blizzard snowing sky!

Farmer Ted walked Ole Buck back to this red barn
Many have cried, this was all just a Christmas yarn
That is until they go there and this they do find
Sign Santa left, - " Here Ole Buck saved my fat behind"!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-22-2017

I wrote this today, both for Christmas, all its eager children and for my son's eleventh birthday tomorrow.
Going to print it out and give it as another present to him that I so love with my all!!! -Tyr

What a great idea for a Christmas poem. Love it

Russ , I edited one word in my poem that you quoted. Thanks.. Tyr

[SassyLady]

I think Try is extremely talented writer ... so many words brought together to evoke memories, ideas, fantasies and reality.

Trust me ... I've tired and it takes me forever to mentally find right word to get my point across. His just seems flow out the end of the pen (or fingers on keyboard).

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Early Spring Morn

old broken church bell
golden rays, Sunday morning
narrow forest path

Robert J. Lindley, 11-30-2020
haiku

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Dare We Bring Poe, Raven From Darken Grave


Hating blade yet they are so quick to cut
in glee at dark spilled blood, yet lack the guts
walking forth with halo's, prayers said in haste
may find dark verse is neither bad, nor waste.

Remove your anger and pie from your eyes
life may be wishing but truth never dies
Art's true power, is in poets that are free
as birds in a magnificent bright tree.

When verse sings reality in dark tune
no cloud covers sweetness of golden moon
when inked words are strong, so bold and so dark
poet shows life even if sad and stark!

We live, we boldly write, we do not cave
Dare we bring Poe, Raven from darken grave!

Robert J. Lindley, 7-30-2019
Sonnet, ( A Poet Must Write What Soul Sends, Heart Sings )

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2019

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Looking At That Vast Mysterious Void

rotten log green moss
shadow glance eternity
awesome red sunset

Robert J. Lindley, 2-15-2018
Haiku (When Time Stands Still)

Note- Nature shows us so many things , if we but open our eyes to see.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Dawn And Days That Race Into Eternity

This ancient world splatters sunlight in,
spasms of Nature's hues and immense imaginations,
beguiling people in deepest of staggering blindness,

as mice that smell but see no food,
scamper into orange burning fires set by
demons on midnight prowls-
as slumbering giants,
dream of mountains of delight within realms of glory.

dawn and days that race into eternity,
where leaping flames consume-
idols of shallow thoughts,
islands of wishful touch,
regrets built of white sands,

where crushing rides decay fantasies,
and within darker realms,
beasts strain to break golden chains,
for victims that are ghosts in the wailing winds,

as red suns set, and forests beg moon to sing,
songs of valor, tales of love,
and fairies that did not die,

from beneath hidden cloaks,
white bones sparkle in eager glee


Robert J. Lindley,
Free verse, ( What Midnight Echoes Once Shouted To The Grieving Night Skies )

Note:
In dreams words are cast by high waterfalls
man schemes, for treasures found in golden halls
yet Fate laughs as its long black hand denies
that which mortals most often highly prize....


"Plus de temps, plus de richesse, plus de rêves et plus profond
l'amour, ou le paradis offre ses clés gratuitement.
Ah, tragique que la cupidité et la convoitise mortelles n’ont pas de limites!"

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Why Ever Look Back For You Anymore


Lost my echo in that deep,dark cave
what life could I ever dare to save
Sounds of memories your deceit did drown
clouds of laughs thrown at your clown

The black shadow that you gaily cast
my bleak ship sailing at half-mast
Why ever look back for you anymore
evil laugh,then you closed the door

Time eased my heart's massive pain
your image left the greatest stain
Songs we both heard,sang and loved
on a high cliff but then you shoved
Echo came back to torment me today
bringing tears of when you raced away

Fantastic tales of how great we once loved
I jumped darling,even before you shoved!

R.J. Lindley

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

When The Bells Are All Broken


When the bells are all broken
no ringing can one hear
Soft words are never spoken
loneliness the great fear
Dark shadows enter this mind
blues dance a little jig
This 'ole world seems so unkind
lonely and so damn big
A memory invades the desolation
emotions give way to tears
Such is indeed small consolation
for deep pains and big fears
More thoughts edge their way in
time eats its daily plate
Remember her,my one true friend
my lost lover and soul-mate

Robert J. Lindley, Sept. 1975

Note: From my private journal.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Gone, Our Days Dancing In The Splashing Rain


As this our time retreats into faded thought
and our nights of love become a pain
We can both see that with a dear price bought
our days dancing in the splashing rain
Should we again find our way into love's realm
tempest breaking the greatest storm apart
Ship on truest course with heart at the helm
finding treasures not seen on any chart

When hope, our only saving grace fell very far
did we regret the touch of our lips then
Or invite in the misery creating this deep scar
thus viewing all our love passion as sin
What of the sorrow that chills us both so deep
deadly words that slash with no remorse
Nay, the damnation and costs make us both weep
each crying out for a much happier course

Has this time sealed our doom and failed pride
a journey based upon mistakes and lies
Drowning as we fail to cross darkness so wide
death under black waters with broken ties
Never reaching up for that romance saving hand
content to lick and eat our own pride
Saddest traveler into desolation's blackest land
moaning out regret as we enjoy the ride

Will our stubbornness give birth to great defeat
a testament to anger's futile arrogance
A nasty meal we each still find begging to eat
no victory in foolishly killing romance

Robert J. Lindley

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Death of My Father

Sunrise seen from hospital window view
his body wasting away nearby
Nothing! Nothing, I could ever do
death was coming and I knew not the why

Strong man lay there in misery and pain
cancer eating away his precious life
Teenage son about to go completely insane
coming fate was just too damn much strife

Darkness played deep in that small room
of what use speed, strength and skill
Against cancer and its mad racing doom
reality was, it is soon going to kill

Now those past memories savagely haunts
with mornings of morbidly saddened blues
After nights of dark spirits giving taunts
pray no others walk in these tired, sad shoes!


Robert J. Lindley

Note: I was 15 and spent 72/96 hour shifts in hospital with my dad as he was dying with cancer.
My brother Ricky and I stayed there during the weekdays and mom came for weekends.
Those 4 months felt like 40 years! I could do nothing to stop what was coming.I vowed then to make
somebody pay for this and it turned out to be me that I punished.
Here I am 46 years later and still see this as the greatest test of my soul ever. Also I see how
it changed me forever.
My dad was sent home to die after his operation. He lasted 6 times longer than they said he would.
Tough as nails was he.
I wrote that poem at age 35, 20 years after his passing.
I think of my dad every day, every day...... Sixty-one and still miss him...

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The Hidden Sanctuary


The hammering clouds were raining down upon my head
while I trod into this finest glory of Nature's heart
I choose not comforting cover but race onward instead
seeking deep hidden place of which I shall never part

A few hundred steps more I find the bubbling stream
with long winding path running by its snaking side
This paradise is real and not some mad raving dream
Nature's greatest retreat my hidden sanctuary to hide

Pouring rain stops as I walk into this old shady glen
perhaps a given sign of the magic of the ancient trees
Stranger still often happens to lives of mortal men
seeking the paradise they cry out for in desperate pleas

The towering behemoths that guard the paradise flowers
tell me to sit and find the beauty they so kindly give
Wile away in worthy thought the soft refreshing hours
to embrace one of the blessings of we that love to live

Robert J. Lindley, 05-31-2015

Note: Poem is written based upon a spot deep in the woods that truly has
some kind of magic healing power. I should know, its healed me several times.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

To Hold Your Heart Out

Those things which a mind will not forgive
burn like a hot coal in tender hands
Such hate allows not a decent Soul to live *------- (finality)
where darkness eats into fertile lands

Ash and soot cling to the fireplace stack
soothing heat in each night's slow burn
Rushing waters flood the gulleys out back *------- (change)
where Fall drops leaves and colors turn

Once your sweet lips were coldly rejected
a sad mistake caused by grievous lies
Desperate because kind heart was neglected *------- (memories)
tears fell like rain from stormy skies

Yet truth came to give its sweet release
when requested to hold your heart out
Your misery grew great and would not cease *------- ( truth)
the unforgivable words you did shout

Those things which a mind will not forgive
burn like a hot coal in tender hands
Such hate allows not a decent Soul to live *-------(finality)
where darkness eats into fertile lands

Robert J. Lindley, 06-12-2015

Note: Written for a contest, based upon a real life memory.
Will let stand to see if editing is needed...

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Weather Colloquy


I have seen the storm-
cometh with angry tones
steady in its wrath
dropping massive hail stones

I have seen the sky-
wet earth to its core
steady with its rain
pelting down forever more

I have felt the hot sun-
naked fire upon my back
steady with its heat
so fierce was its attack

I have endured the cold-
winter blasting all about
steading with its ice
wind gusts with mighty shout

I embraced the Spring-
soothing weather to me
steady with its renewals
of birds, flowers and trees

Robert J. Lindley, 05-21-2015

[Balu]

Tyr-Ziu Saxnot,
Thank you for your poems. Haven't read poetry in English for ages. I've gotten Real Pleasure reading yours.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Tyr-Ziu Saxnot,
Thank you for your poems. Haven't read poetry in English for ages. I've gotten Real Pleasure reading yours.

Thank you! The pleasure is all mine if my offering gave you anything at all to enjoy.
As I believe that a poet's work should give to others(its readers).-Tyr