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    Truth Found, Recovery Of A Broken Soul

    1.
    In nightmarish dreams he found such great dread
    Of lost hope, life's decay, eyes of the dead.
    Day's clear lights his damaged mind repaired
    Deep traps from which his heart had been ensnared.
    In sunshine he felt life's returning glows
    Erase night pains and darkest of its blows.
    As sun waned and shadows of dark arrived
    He felt again, joy vanquished, love deprived.

    2.
    What of this devilish, persistent foe
    With such powers, its broken claws regrow.
    Hope alone, can evil be defeated
    Or must Fate decree, his life be cheated.
    In sun's bright shining hours his heart grew bold
    Oft from tales of warriors of old.
    On such bright days his thoughts returned to her
    Destroyed dark powers that made life a blur.

    3.
    Where deepest love passions reign, hope survives
    For in man's inner soul, true love revives.
    Times and cherished moments serve to remind
    With love's great truth, one can never go blind.
    Standing firm with knowledge of man's powers
    One can face even darkest of dark-hours.
    Faith, love and hope are the right paths to take
    All the rest are results of blind mistakes.

    4.
    Armed with newfound wisdom and clearer path
    He had weapons to overcome Fate's wrath.
    Every night before falling fast asleep
    Head bowed, he recited prayers true and deep.
    As new dawn's brighter lights came, his heart knew
    Torments were over, as joys in life grew.
    Found true, cursed Fate can be defeated
    If one but lives, each day truth is greeted.

    Robert J. Lindley, 8-24-2017


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    I WROTE THE TITLE AND FIRST EIGHT VERSES OF THIS POEM LATE LAST NIGHT, GOT TIRED AND DECIDED TO GO TO BED, FINISH IT THIS MORN.
    I ROSE EARLY, GOT OUR SON DRESSED, FED AND OFF TO SCHOOL.
    Logged in, posted in several threads in Creative writing forum but had forgot about the poem title and my desire to finish the new poem.
    Then my darling wife asked me--why were you reciting poetry in your sleep?
    I in shock, ask her was it good, new or could you tell? She replied it was good but you kept saying, ""broken soul"" often !!

    Only then did I remember and even started to remember some of the verses from my dream....
    I immediately raced to my computer again and did not stop until this poem was completed..
    I hope it worthy and that you may not only enjoy but also find something of benefit in your daily lives..
    As truth is, we all at one time of another face great adversity in this dark and too oft unmerciful world. -Tyr
    Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 08-24-2017 at 09:10 AM.
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    Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field
    (A Tribute)

    Tough as nails young man with a red right hand
    red-fire and whiskey ran in his blood.
    Courageous seed of vast and cold hard land
    quick temper, power of a surging flood.
    Seeker of life, its promised mysteries
    rash gambler with all he would ever own.
    Born on ship in high wind swept, roaring seas
    toughest warrior his town had ever grown.

    Met his fate by volley of red-hot lead
    buried on ground scared and battle blasted.
    Aye boys, fodder that machine guns were fed
    fools marching to death, long as it lasted.

    Now flowers cover up and Time denies
    scenes of battle torn soil and blood-red skies.

    R.J. Lindley

    April 23rd, 1975

    SONNET-(DEATH AND WAR'S FUTILITY)
    Tribute to Courage of Youth-- Second Battle of Ypres, April 22nd 1915 .

    Note- added - 8-26-2017

    Wiki-
    The name Flanders Fields is particularly associated with battles that took place in the Ypres Salient, including the Second Battle of Ypres and the Battle of Passchendaele. For most of the war, the front line ran continuously from south of Zeebrugge on the Belgian coast, across Flanders Fields into the centre of Northern France before moving eastwards — and it was known as the Western Front.

    The phrase originates from a poem titled In Flanders Fields by Canadian Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, inspired by his service during the Second Battle of Ypres. The fields were not maintained for years before they were made into a memorial. Today Flanders Fields is home to thousands of poppies.

    --------------------------------------

    Found this while rummaging through some of my old poems. Decided not to edit it. Leave it as it was composed over 42 years ago..
    Added the note for those not familiar with that battle and its horrific carnage, primarily from the insanity of large bodies of troops marching into direct machine gun fire.--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.

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    A Long And Slow Walk In Abject Blindness

    Why in life do we continue to trust
    is it folly and fear that yes we must?
    Some sense, that we must trust to learn to love
    fit welcomed hand in warm comforting glove.
    Yet trust once crushed and savagely broken
    is far worse than words angrily spoken.

    Hold this thought, on mankind's abject blindness
    embrace of world's lusts, devoid of kindness.
    Futility in trying to gain peace
    for sweet is that illusion's promised release.
    Yet massively huge are its pains and scars
    by way of that greatest folly of wars.

    Learn to live well, seeking truth's golden keys
    Asking, are men just fish, in huge, dark seas?

    Robert J. Lindley, 8-27-2017
    Sonnet (Blindness and Man's Futile Paths Too Oft Taken)


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    Darkness Finds Defeat When Hope Truly Lives
    from my (Words To Heed, When Darkness Invades)

    O lost sheep, were will thy lonely path lead
    through briars and brambles to a dark place.
    In saddest of dreams, a white-rose will bleed
    darkness gifts pains from imagined disgrace.

    Look to sun and brightest light ever shone
    through eyes, new born, renewed by open heart.
    Darkness casts lies, which we need not atone
    oft destroys wisdom decent life imparts.

    O lost sheep, bray thee not for thy sad plight
    rather learn, see this world's temporal veil.
    Use soul's inner eyes to deep darkness fight
    for embraced blindness oft leads to more hell.

    When lost and wandered far off beaten track.
    Welcome new dawn's first lights, find your way back.

    Robert J. Lindley,
    8-30-2017
    Sonnet. from my ( Words to Heed, When Darkness Invades )

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    Recently swore to stop writing. Takes something immensely powerful to ever make me break an oath..
    This morn, such made itself known and did so in an unusual and powerful way.
    The message in this poem, will reach some needed souls...
    As will the message, that coming darkness may temporarily destroy, but never wins when hope and faith combine.
    A single ray of light shatters it completely... --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.

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    When Black-Sword Is Plunged, Up To The Hilt

    Echoes from caverns dark and deep
    our cherished dreams die, so we weep.
    No music heard, can this defeat
    dark tracks left, where shadow ones meet.

    Tho' we may deny blame and guilt
    black-sword plunged, up to the hilt.
    What of that cool wind whistling by
    or that bright sun in bluest sky?
    Can we regain sight of such gifts
    embrace love's truth, that so uplifts?

    Echoes from caverns dark and deep
    our cherished dreams die, so we weep.
    No music heard, can this defeat
    dark tracks left, where shadow ones meet.

    Do we turn deaf ears to dove's call
    Nature showing beauty, love's all?
    Touch red roses, see not red
    mark not graves of beloved dead?
    Can we again, see dawn's bright glow
    in our recovery thus grow?
    Shall we walk blindly in our pride
    our life mistakes cleverly hide?

    Echoes from caverns dark and deep
    our cherished dreams die, so we weep.
    No music heard, can this defeat
    dark tracks left, where shadow ones meet.

    In days of youth, we felt great hopes
    saw life's worth, without microscopes.
    Future days were gems to be had
    worried worries, only when sad.
    Such promise we should seek again
    selfish desires try to restrain.
    Life and Hope both walk hand in hand
    thus, dark echoes one can withstand.

    Robert J. Lindley, 8-31-2017
    (Rhyme in eights)
    ( Life and Hope both walk hand in hand )

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017


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    Quote Originally Posted by michiganFats View Post
    Your poems are really bad.
    An opinion that you have every right to civilly express.
    Of course , would be great if you could give me pointers on why..
    .
    After all, poetry is a very personal and subjective art form..
    Where I get many accolades at poetry sites, I myself make no great claims to being a top poet.

    Would be a boon to me if you could give me great advice on my errors in writing.
    Of course if done in a civil way, since this creative writing sub-forum is not for debate, rancor or to be used as just another avenue
    to attack --any-- member on this site..

    I welcome poems that you yourself have written and hope to see them here..--- 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.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
    An opinion that you have every right to civilly express.
    Of course , would be great if you could give me pointers on why..
    .
    After all, poetry is a very personal and subjective art form..
    Where I get many accolades at poetry sites, I myself make no great claims to being a top poet.

    Would be a boon to me if you could give me great advice on my errors in writing.
    Of course if done in a civil way, since this creative writing sub-forum is not for debate, rancor or to be used as just another avenue
    to attack --any-- member on this site..

    I welcome poems that you yourself have written and hope to see them here..--- Tyr
    Hi Tyr .... tried to message you, but am getting a 'has exceeded their stored private messages quota' notification .. could you have a bit of a clearout ?
    It's That Bloody Foreigner Again !!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Drummond View Post
    Hi Tyr .... tried to message you, but am getting a 'has exceeded their stored private messages quota' notification .. could you have a bit of a clearout ?
    Ok, I just cleared out many old messages, should be fine now amigo....
    WHATS UP??
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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
    Ok, I just cleared out many old messages, should be fine now amigo....
    WHATS UP??
    @Tyr-Ziu Saxnot

    Nothing's 'up', as such. Thanks for the clearout ... PM sent, check your Inbox ...
    It's That Bloody Foreigner Again !!!

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    Attached Notes:

    Old Note- Deleted, too personal and written for family after my demise.

    New Note (Sept 3, 2017)- I edited only one verse in this poem, changed the word
    -"desperate" - to - "pleading"- . Tossed a coin on that decision....
    I always face a hard decision , about how much to edit my older works(or even edit at all), especially those going back 25/46 years....


    Remembering Sweet Dawns And Verdant Greens

    When rose-covered days grace thy waning years
    thee hast great courage to face thy great fears;
    summon up thy treasures by mere thought
    celebrate past life for love, all it has wrought.

    Remembering sweet dawns and verdant greens
    gems of youth and wonders found in thy teens;
    nights of peace, many good times with thy friends
    future promise, waiting thy step around the bends!

    Of treasured HOPE- this great truth beware
    thy life is walking steps up winding stairs;
    love and joy, both oft come from wizened footfalls
    thus be true to thy inner spirit's pleading calls!

    When rose-covered days grace thy waning years
    thee hast great courage to face thy great fears;
    summon up thy treasures by mere thought
    celebrate past life for love, all it has wrought.

    Robert J. Lindley, 11-16- 2002

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

    I am currently working on a very long poem(will take maybe a couple weeks more to complete), so I searched and found this old one to present today. Which was written 15 years ago, when I was a very young 48 years old.
    Hope you find it enjoyable and/or interesting reading my friends. -Tyr

    ************************************************** **

    EDIT TO ADD NEW POEM.
    This new poem written today, after reading some of Lord Byron's poetry.. and last night, on a poetry site, my reading a poem about Achilles death...-Tyr


    My "Helen", Had No Need To Burn A Troy


    I beg, radiant beauty never burns
    as did that of Helen of Troy.
    Risk I take, for such love forever yearns
    even should I be but her toy!
    With one kiss, she turned this sad life around
    first touch, waves of warm heat felt.
    Even her soft smile, with no uttered sound
    caused deepest bliss, with true heart melt.
    Awestruck by the gentleness, loving eyes
    my soul begged, join her in life.
    Living, we under paradise skies
    with great joy, now she is my wife!
    Gained, dearest of treasure - our little boy
    My "Helen", had no need to burn a Troy.

    Robert J. Lindley, 9-03-2017
    Sonnet, (Lin, 10,8) , (Dedication/Tribute to Byron's-- "She Walks In Beauty" and the beauty of Homer's-- "" Helen of Troy"), also inspired by my romance of, and blissful life with my beautiful wife, my darling Riza....
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    Too busy to write early this morn. Found this old poem. Did a couple minor edits and here it is..
    Hope it may be good enough to read, think about and even enjoy..
    I know, thinking about sweet justice being delivered to tyrants always makes me smile..-Tyr


    On Wicked Kings And Time Destroyed Dragons

    O foolish king, sitting on hollow throne
    thy lost kingdom so dark, thee sits alone.
    Embrace thy greed, measured in stolen gold
    destroying people with your lies so bold.

    O foul villain, in false pride laboring
    greater evil thy own destruction brings.
    Thy henchman, voices rarely taboring
    singing false praise to their cowardly king.

    O hideous dragon, thee shall find death
    power will be taken from fangs and claws.
    Cry , when fire is removed from thy breath
    and silky-smooth is made thy wicked paws.

    In thy deserved death, innocence is spared
    scales of justice, the two hast been compared!

    R.J. Lindley,
    April 24th, 1973
    SONNET, (On justice being delivered to tyrants and dragons)


    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017


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    Smothered By Love, Imprisoned By Decree

    Forever thus bound by love's deepest vow
    living life, well wrapped in soft velvet chains.
    Time may yet demand, freedom's walk but how
    when washed night and day, by love's falling rain?

    Can one unshackle, when chains are skin deep
    or rip and tear away from such beauty?
    Oft such thoughts can make even a man weep
    for failure in life and in his duty.

    Those velvet chains tho' soft, are apt to pain
    as one's inner soul, they too deeply bound.
    Something about it goes against the grain
    much as screeching chalk on board's grating sound.

    When love so dominates a lover's soul
    as to bind, his spirit in agony.
    Hath it not thus, defeated its truest goal
    savaged all, while birthing his misery?

    R.J. Lindley,

    July 26th, 1973


    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017


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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
    Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field
    (A Tribute)

    Tough as nails young man with a red right hand
    red-fire and whiskey ran in his blood.
    Courageous seed of vast and cold hard land
    quick temper, power of a surging flood.
    Seeker of life, its promised mysteries
    rash gambler with all he would ever own.
    Born on ship in high wind swept, roaring seas
    toughest warrior his town had ever grown.

    Met his fate by volley of red-hot lead
    buried on ground scared and battle blasted.
    Aye boys, fodder that machine guns were fed
    fools marching to death, long as it lasted.

    Now flowers cover up and Time denies
    scenes of battle torn soil and blood-red skies.

    R.J. Lindley

    April 23rd, 1975

    SONNET-(DEATH AND WAR'S FUTILITY)
    Tribute to Courage of Youth-- Second Battle of Ypres, April 22nd 1915 .

    Note- added - 8-26-2017

    Wiki-
    The name Flanders Fields is particularly associated with battles that took place in the Ypres Salient, including the Second Battle of Ypres and the Battle of Passchendaele. For most of the war, the front line ran continuously from south of Zeebrugge on the Belgian coast, across Flanders Fields into the centre of Northern France before moving eastwards — and it was known as the Western Front.

    The phrase originates from a poem titled In Flanders Fields by Canadian Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, inspired by his service during the Second Battle of Ypres. The fields were not maintained for years before they were made into a memorial. Today Flanders Fields is home to thousands of poppies.

    --------------------------------------

    Found this while rummaging through some of my old poems. Decided not to edit it. Leave it as it was composed over 42 years ago..
    Added the note for those not familiar with that battle and its horrific carnage, primarily from the insanity of large bodies of troops marching into direct machine gun fire.--Tyr




    Found this today.. Wanted to add to this tribute poem... Link has video... --Tyr



    Handwritten copy of ‘In Flanders Fields’ remains in Montreal archives
    By Mike Armstrong and Nick Logan Global News


    WATCH ABOVE: Canadian field surgeon John McCrae wrote "In Flanders Fields" 100 years ago. He composed it on the battlefield near Ypres, Belgium. There are only three copies of the poem that were handwritten by McCrae. One is in Montreal. Mike Armstrong takes an Afghanistan veteran along to see.
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    MONTREAL — There is nothing poetic about war, but there is a long tradition of writing about the futility of war and the loss of life.

    In Flanders Fields is perhaps the best-known poem and one that Canadians across the country recall when they pay tribute to the fallen each year on Remembrance Day.

    John McCrae, a doctor from Guelph, Ont., wrote it 100 years ago while he was serving in Belgium during the First World War.

    Today, there are only three handwritten copies of In Flanders Fields penned by McCrae himself. One of them is part of a collection in the archives of McGill University’s medical library, in Montreal. It’s been there since 1921, three years after McCrae died.

    It’s taken out from time to time, for the odd exhibit, or to be loaned to international museums.

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    McCrae was 42 years old when he wrote his famous poem. He was working in a field hospital close to the front lines during the second battle of Ypres.

    It was the dawn of industrialized warfare. New technologies were raining down death on a scale the world had never seen before.

    “You’re seeing heavy artillery, machine guns and gas attacks,” says military historian David O’Keefe. “These types of weapons leave hideous marks — not only on your body, but on your soul and on your mind.”

    It was in the middle of that misery that McCrae lost a friend, a man named Alexis Helmer, on May 2. Helmer was hit with a mortar and blown to pieces.

    McCrae was part of a team that picked up the body parts in burlap bags.

    It was on May 3, after Helmer’s funeral, that McCrae put pen to paper and wrote In Flanders Fields.

    “This is a man paying homage to his friend, not thinking about the impact that this would have,” says O’Keefe.

    “As a work of Canadian literature, I can’t think of anything that’s had more of an impact on the world than this particular poem.”

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    The copy in the McGill archives was sent by McCrae to a friend in Montreal just a few months after it was published in Punch magazine on Dec. 8, 1915.

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    McCrae gave Canada, and the world, the poppy as a symbol of sacrifice.

    But he also gave soldiers an occasion to reflect. Master Cpl. Eric Washburn says each time he hears it recited, he spends that time remembering the friends he lost in Afghanistan.

    “Brian Collier, Martin Goudreault and Sgt. Jimmy MacNeil,” said Washburn, a member of the Canadians Grenadier Guards. “Those are the faces that come to mind.”

    All three of those soldiers died within weeks of each other in 2010 and all were killed by improvised explosive devices (IEDs): Goudreault was 35 when he was killed by an IED on June 6, 2010; MacNeil, 28, was killed just 15 days later; Collier died at the age of 24 on July 20.

    “They’re talking through that poem and I feel like I hear them in that poem,” Washburn said.

    Seeing the poem in person, he was left with a feeling he didn’t expect — the desire to say “thank you” to John McCrae.

    When Washburn saw an original handwritten copy of the poem in person, at the McGill archives, he was left with a feeling he didn’t expect — the desire to say “thank you” to John McCrae.
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    As She Wrecks Her Havoc Upon Each, One And All

    When she has so wounded, this face no longer smiles
    will this heart crumble and my bones be stacked in piles?
    Can my soul, imprisoned in such well of dismay
    find greater courage, to withstand all and here stay?

    When she has beaten me, all has been said and done
    will that be in a craze, life no longer be fun?
    What of shining moon and stars that light bright this world
    will they too be bound and into that darkness hurled?

    After she has done her best, cut with sharpest blades
    sent to early rest, see that all memory fades.
    Will she be proud, of that heap of pains inflicted
    another spirit so wounded and thus evicted?

    As she wrecks her havoc upon each, one and all
    Will justice cause her end, be in a fiery ball?

    R.J. Lindley
    Sonnet, (My first sonnet in twelve)


    Old Note- (She- this savage world- that so delights in hammering us, one and all, "can this dark world ever change and thus avoid its future, fiery Fate?")

    New Note- Exact date unsure, place in old journal suggests that the year was
    back in late 72 or in early 73.
    DECIDED TO NOT EDIT, PRESENT AS FIRST COMPOSED..
    Again question must be asked- "can this dark world ever change and thus avoid its future, fiery Fate?"

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    Working On A Georgia Chain-Gang

    Iron chains rattling while you work,
    Prison a place, you dare not shirk
    You labor is done without gain
    the cause, to remove your bad stain.

    Under hot July baking sun;
    Those leg chains say you can not run,
    Sing in tune, rocks split by hammer
    Do your hard time, in Big Slammer.

    Nights, dream of the gal left behind,
    Praying some guy she does not find.
    Release your pain but hold your tongue
    Else big boss, your bell will have rung.

    Blisters and sweat serve as your pay;
    Stay alive, live another day,
    Keep broke heart calm and head down low
    When freedom comes, away you go.

    R.J. Lindley,
    October 9th, 1973

    Note--Written and sent to my older friend that moved to Georgia and managed to end up in prison there. He got out, moved to Florida and worked on fishing boat.
    I lost contact after that but he sent a letter soon after his release saying when he got the letter in prison and read the poem- he wished that I was there, so that he could ring my neck.
    I NEVER FOUND OUT IF HE WAS JOKING OR NOT...--


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