Wonderful as usual! I've just felt a smell from my youth.Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot
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Wonderful as usual! I've just felt a smell from my youth.
Indifferent alike to praise or blame
Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
Nor casting pearls to swine.
(A.Pushkin)
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Shown below are the first replies from other poets about this new poem I posted.-TyrWild Horses
I want wild horses and my funeral bright
prancing in hooves shoe'd in solid gold
Even wilder horses at my grave site
I beg this end when I get too damn old!
I want six-shooters there loud blasting
and cowboys wearing sharp toe'd boots
I never planned on this trip long lasting
always, great pride in my Southern roots!
There was a pretty senorita a'dancing
O' once she meant the world to me
I want to remember our deep romancing
like smooth waves on a shining sea!
Nights I spent drinking and fighting
STILL BRING A BIG SMILE TO ME
I SEE HER AGAIN, MOON JUST A'LIGHTING
that yellow hair flowing so free!
Time has way of hurting and a'eroding
sending long cold shivers a'shaking
Pray I see her again just a'holding
apple pie for me she was a'baking!
I want wild horses and my funeral bright
prancing in hooves shoe'd in solid gold
Even wilder horses at my grave site
I beg this end when I get too damn old!
R. J. Lindley
Date -ancient, maybe 69 or 70..
Note- OK, I made it(too damn old).. Now I want those horses a few more decades A' waitin.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 7:16:00 AM
Sounds like a wonderful list of poetic requests. What a way to go out, still hoping you stick around a bunch more.
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Tony Devers
Date: 1/11/2017 4:35:00 AM
A colourful, lively poem, a true celebration of life's rich tapestry, and it's inevitable end. Do not go gentle into that goodnight, cowboy.
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Wilfred Aniagyei
Date: 1/11/2017 3:23:00 AM
Time does have a way of hurting
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White Wolf
Date: 1/10/2017 10:07:00 PM
You are Bidziil: Navajo for "he is strong" I don't know the word for poetry but you are strong in poetry. I love this, Robert. /|\
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White Wolf
Date: 1/10/2017 10:09:00 PM
But Tasunke is Dakota for Horse /|\
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
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I read these replies and am happy that your are not alone and single with your thoughts and feelings in our World of lonely souls.
Indifferent alike to praise or blame
Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
Nor casting pearls to swine.
(A.Pushkin)
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
I got a bit carried away and went far past writing a fourteen verse sonnet...
Fate Delivers Its Promised Bitter Cup
He sat shackled, days and nights now a daze,
Doom and gloom, now spoke in whispered tones.
Once dashing, ladies in a swooning craze
Each day he became more a wasted bone
Upon heaving chest, gasps of his sorrows,
Sparse food and water with no needed rest.
His weeping soul prayed for no tomorrows
Despair, he had failed battle's greatest test.
Sword and armor now ancient broken heap,
He questioned why, last huge battle was lost.
Not thinking, as you sow, so shall you reap
Each death plea, heart knew its punishing cost.
Prison bars, filtered in freedom's light,
Fleeting rays, spoke of sacrifice and pain.
Worse, sad and quiet loneliness each night
And knowing he could not remove that stain.
Having heard his battle-horse had been killed,
His tears flowed as if for a long lost friend.
By very best they were trained and were skilled
He passionately prayed for that same end!
Dawn came, his prayer answered that sad morn
Marched to a massive tree and there tied up.
His mind spoke, for this sad Fate, you were born
Rejoice, bravery gifts this bitter cup!
Robert J. Lindley, 1-25-2017
Note- Written this morn, after reading the great poem, (The Captive), 1840,
composed by the great Russian poet, Mikhail Lermontov...
Source:
http://www.poetryloverspage.com/poet...ontov_ind.html
In sincerest hopes that this tribute poem, may have done that gem some justice....
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 240
Total # Words: 187
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
As I thought, his magnificent poem deserved more verses in tribute!--Tyr
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10Sweet Romance Is In Truth A Healing Balm
Within sweet dreams where dreamy gifts abound,
And all seems calmer, fresher and so new,
There heart's desires can easily be found
In peaceful sleep, such are beautiful views
If wanting a much better, longer life,
Know living right, is truest golden path,
This dark world will always give its dark strife
Key is to not reply with evil wrath
Live not in shadows of sad former hate,
Instead live life, looking for rain to dance,
Hopeful truth is, it is never too late
For life's woes can be healed by sweet romance
Let your dreamy desires seek, truer love
Live without the dark strain, of push and shove
Robert J. Lindley, 1-24-2017
Sonnet 10
(Hope, Life, Romance)
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 110
NOTE- WRITTEN FOR A CONTEST, MAY EVEN ENTER IT..--TYR
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 01-24-2017 at 09:56 AM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
When A Broken Heart Has Soul Imprisoned
Broken heart imprisoned me - dark castle tower
In despair's blackest storm hid I the saving key
No recovery from misery's darkest hour
My soul wanted to destroy wrecked life within me!
Memories of childhood and mother's loving hands
Such were not mere dreams but blessed reality
She taught me love's gentle touch, how a man stands
Saved this lost spirit from death-felt insanity!
Had I in deepest of depressions ended all
BLED AGONIZING LIFE INTO WELCOMING PIT
Saved I was, by motherly advice should I fall
Son if fallen, get back up, Life get on with it!
Broken heart imprisoned me - dark castle tower
Saved by her truest love, in a Heaven sent shower!
Robert J. Lindley, 2-18-2017
Sonnet, Lin12/12 (dedicated to my loving mother)
Syllables Per Line: 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 168
Total # Words: 116
NOTE:
I woke this morn to a shining light,
Twas her sending down a golden gift
Saying dear son, get thee up to fight
IN TRUE LOVE, BOTH OUR SOULS UPLIFT!
Thus, I've written four poems today, one a romantic poem collaboration first half, already sent to a top poetess to complete. She accepted first draft sent her, as is , saying it clearly needed no corrections/edits.
I am much better now , but a strong residual darkness still lurks, I can still feel it. -Tyr
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Just Me
Loss. It doesn't go away. You learn to live with it. It will eat you up inside if you let it. Do what momma said ... git up and fight. She expects no less. The best thing you can do is be exactly the man she raised you to be. That is her homage and what she deserves.
“When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall, one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a contemptible struggle.” Edumnd Burke
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Shall I Beg For Time Here To Be Longer
When tombstone at grave site shall be written
Praying it records, great good I have done
No words on lovers, heartfelt and smitten
Instead tell, Salvation given not won.
Whenever life upon earth's realm falters
May Light and Grace arriving, this soul save
Racing an angel but never caught her
My prize, Truth rewarded for being brave.
Shall I beg for time here to be longer?
Or in truest faith, my soul be much stronger?
Robert J. Lindley, 3-05-2017
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 100
Total # Words: 75
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 03-05-2017 at 08:44 AM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
In Dark Valleys Of Lost Hope's Aching Wounds
Life has too often, vexed my enchanted heart
With it's dastardly little traps and falling stones
To its malevolent dirty dogs and swollen fleas
With deteriorating fruit in rotten apple cart
Love has far too often, cut to watch me bleed
With it's pies full of anticipating tones
To it's magnificent treasure vaults locked with no keys
Hidden in it's malignant towers full of mortgaged deeds
Dreams have too often, vanished with weeping wind
Left behind, land mines to explode and devastate
In black oceans filled with massive turmoil and lost hope
monsters, slashing and biting until eternity's end
Life has too often, vexed my enchanted heart
With it's dastardly little traps and falling stones
To its malevolent dirty dogs and swollen fleas
With deteriorating fruit in rotten apple cart
Robert J. Lindley, 2-11-2017
Form- Lin200, 11/12/13/14
sixteen verses, repeated first stanza as ending.
Rhyme form, at author's pleasure(semi-open)
Syllables Per Line: 11 12 13 14 0 11 12 13 14 0 11 12 13 14 0 11 12 13 14
Total # Syllables: 200
Total # Words: 130
Old Note- I felt the need to pen to paper and record my deepest torments.
Tentacles reaching into my mind and aching heart.
Death and its aftermath, has crushed my soul into a ball and now puncture it hourly.
Yet something in me --demands that I never yield....... never walk into the valley of oblivion with open arms...
This dark poem, created in new form -- is my shot back at an enemy beseeching
to surrender into it's dark abode.. For private write only..
New Note- Decided to present this dark poem written when I was lost and trying to claw my way out of death's advancing dark clouds invading my soul.
Writing poetry saved me and my recovery now advances more every day..
I want to thank my good friends here, for their kindness and concerns expressed in many ways. All is now and has been greatly appreciated..
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Final version below - is now entered in contest..-TyrThus Fate Cries- I Break Thee Into Bits
Yes, thy power breaks weeping hearts
Thy dark-hands crush suffering soul
With glee thy blades cut body parts
Fate helps thee with each heavy blow!
Raging storms emerge from thy deep pits
Destroyed life in darkness must submit
To hammer blows from precision hits
Thus Fate cries- I break thee into bits!
Shall I bow to awesome powers
Ill-winds, poisoned darts thrown my way
Wicked rains, hail in black-showers
Misery in games as thee plays
Robert J. Lindley, 3-04-2017
Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 0 9 9 9 9 0 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 100
Total # Words: 75
WRITTEN FOR CONTEST, 75 WORDS OR LESS
O' Death, Thy Malignant Sting Forever Cuts
(When Fate Cries, Break Thy Soul Into Bits)
Yes, thy power breaks weeping hearts
Thy dark hands crush suffering souls
With glee blades cutting body parts
Fate helps thee with hard, heavy blows!
Raging storms emerge from thy pits
Destroyed life in darkness submits
Hammering blows, with precise hits
Fate cries, break thy soul into bits!
Shall we fear, bow to such powers
Ill winds, poisoned darts thrown our way
Wicked rains, hail in black showers
Such heart pains in thy final play!
Contest, What Doesn't Kill Us
Contest, Sponsor Laura Loo
75 Words, March 4th, 2017
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 96
Total # Words: 75
EDITED FROM THIS ORIGINAL SHOWN BELOW , WRITTEN IN TEN SYLLABLE VERSES
SIMPLY WAS NO WAY IN HELL, COULD I JUST TOSS AWAY THE ORIGINAL, MERELY TO MEET CONTEST REQUIREMENTS OF 75 WORDS OR LESS.
HERE ARE BOTH BUT FIRST ONE LIMITED TO 75 WORDS WILL ENTERED INTO THE CONTEST , WITH ITS (NOT REQUIRED BUT) PERFECT SYMMETRY OF 100 SYLLABLES.
I Know, Fate Helps Thee With Each Heavy Blow!
Yes, thy great power breaks this weeping heart
Thy dark-hands crush this deep suffering soul
With glee thy blades cut every body part
I know, Fate helps thee with each heavy blow!
When raging storms emerge from thy deep pits
My destroyed life in darkness must submit
To hammer blows from thy precision hits
And this my Fate says- break thee into bits!
Shall I now bow to thy awesome powers
To ill-winds, poisoned arrows sent my way
To wicked rains, hail in thy black showers
And misery in night games as thee plays!
Shall I now bow to thy awesome powers?
To wicked rains, hail in thy black showers!
Robert J. Lindley, 3-04-2017
Sonnet
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 120
Total # Words: 94
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 03-04-2017 at 10:59 AM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Bright Sunny Rays, Sent This Soul Into Glee
I woke that clear morn in dew laden grass,
Still dreaming, of night's paradise before.
Our Love had flown away, from its impasse,
I was broken deeply within my core.
Yet new dawn and hope grabbed me by the hand
Cried out, do not let her just slip away
You're worthless, unless you now take a stand
Seek her, else bear pain til your dying day
Bright sunny rays, sent this soul into glee
I am hers, and she is meant for me
Off to her distant place my new-heart raced
Soon would be joy, sweet dreams there born anew
Let die, angry words that had her disgraced
For Love, she must give mercy that was due
Love, can not falter if its heart is right
She saw me coming, raced forth with a grin
Her dancing glow, such a heavenly sight
Saying again, our Love vows til the end
Bright sunny rays, sent this soul into glee
I am hers, and she is meant for me
Robert J. Lindley, 3-15-2017
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 200
Total # Words: 162
Note- Old poem from the mid-70's.
Heavily edited today and now presented.
I was too tired to write today, so heavily edited this old poem and presented it..
Hope to be better tomorrow..-Tyr
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
Life, Love, Truth, 3 gems
Do Not Walk In Shadows And Fearful Dreams
Shall we in ignorance, fight ocean tides
fling our weak, errant arrows at stone walls
Worship earth's bounty and all it provides
admire and appreciate Nature's calls
Rise up, to improve on our feeble thought
walk well lit paths to find their great treasures
Such sweet Light, blessed truth can not be bought
by seeking only our selfish pleasures
Nay, friend! Set thy sight to lofty, high plains
welcome challenge of walking harder trails
Fear not, huge racing floods from massive rains
many have triumphed after epic fails
Do not walk in shadows and fearful dreams
Seek ye, to wade in Nature's clearest streams
Robert J. Lindley, 4-01-2017
Sonnet
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 104
Note- Found this morn a short fragment, written decades ago. Why it was never finished back then , I have no clue.
DECIDED TO WRITE A SONNET WITH THE FEW VERSES FOUND.
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 04-01-2017 at 09:05 AM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
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