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    Despair and Tears, As Silence Reigns

    Sun burnt dark crystals sizzle this aching mind
    where maple tree ooze their sticky flesh,
    as cold harsh silence reigns
    Begging sky cries from sun and its scorching flames
    as blinded ground wakes to scampering winds,
    their voices roaring into eternity
    as cold, harsh silence reigns
    The flower meadows reach for gasping tones,
    demanding Nature plunge about its glories
    and in their frenzy, miss dancing clouds above
    as cold, harsh silence reigns
    The life that invades this body mine,
    seeks control over sad singing heart
    to smother love's bounty and allow Time to eat eternity,
    as cold, harsh silence reigns

    Robert J. Lindley, 7-06-2019
    Free verse, ( A darkened look into Earth, Life and Eternity )


    O' Pain, Let Mercy See Thy Face

    Discontent that sets its own sails
    over waters shimmering deep
    stray-shot arrows, that heart impales
    within darken dreams life tells
    O' pain, let mercy see thy face
    as sorrows replay youth's disgrace.

    Paradise, where hides - joy of hope
    Is salvation within man's scope?

    I that stomped grapes with my feet
    grasp at shadows from falling leaf,
    yet fearful of darkness I meet
    ever mindful of souls in grief.
    Make wine from grapes plucked by hand
    pray aloud, as barefoot I stand.

    Paradise, where hides - joy of hope
    Is salvation within man's scope?

    From within mind's loss, blades of glass
    icy slivers into veins sink
    dark and morose, the dying grass
    seeds borne of gulps, Life's poison drink.
    O' truth cut this heart to the quick
    of these sorrows, I am too sick.

    Paradise, where hides - joy of hope
    Is salvation within man's scope?

    Robert J. Lindley, 7-23-1979
    Rhyme, ( Why oft, ill winds blow fast, hard and so free )

    Note-- The free verse is a new poem, the rhyme is a very old one.
    I wrote the free verse in reply and commentary on the time, sorrows and thinking that inspired the old one. My wife and our son both, like the new poem much more. While I , still favor the old poem a bit more!

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2019
    Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 07-07-2019 at 05:39 AM.
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