A Poem A Day, Authored By Me

[Balu]

Robert J. Lindley, 1-01-2017

Note- My first poem of the new year and you had to know it would be a sonnet..

Nice poem! But...

NOTE- EDIT, WAS TO THE DATE ON POEM, CHANGED THE 2016 MISTAKEN DATE TO THE CORRECT DATE OF 2017.
I HAD BEING ABSENT MINDED, USED THE OLD DATE WHEN FIRST POSTING THAT NEW POEM.
Thanks for notifying me my friend... -TYR

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Before Me, There A Beautiful Lady Stood


Bright as sky - promises of glowing rainbows
She no longer scrawny knees and sharp elbows
Before me, there a beautiful lady stood
Asking if I wanted to dance- yes I would!

Four years back, teenage lass had asked me my name
Now that pretty, grown woman asked me my game
Dancing that night I saw how well she had grown
She became the first of true loves I have known.

Such blessing was not meant for the likes of me
I saw what was right, so I soon set her free
Because of my wilder ways, fast roving eyes
I left her, in purity in the skies!

Bright as sky - promises of glowing rainbows.
She no longer scrawny knees and sharp elbows.

Robert J. Lindley, 1-03-2017

Sonnet, Lin 11/11

Syllables Per Line: 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Words: 124

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

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WRITTEN ABOUT A REAL LADY. ONE I SOMEHOW SAW FIT TO DO NO MORE THAN KISS AND LET GO..
Back in the day, before I let my impulses lead me into grabbing as much as I could get...
Before the hippie gals and free love generation, came in dancing, singing and girls grabbing the guys for a change... lol--Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

With Twilight's Glow Nature Boldly Speaks


Soft twilight glow just before dawn's new birth
When sun and earth show, art for all its worth.
O' tender emotions- send not thy cries!
For Nature holds more than blue, blue skies!

As light sends shadows burrowing so deep
Furry animals wake from midnight sleep.
Rabbits and squirrels hop out to and fro
Songbirds sing and splash colors just for show!

When night approaches with sun setting reds
Nature's night creatures, out pops sleepy heads.
Mother owl hoots loud to let man this know
She is wiser than both raven and crow.

Man wakes each day to Nature speaking clear.
Precious life is great, if souls would but hear!

Robert J. Lindley, 1- 04-2017

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: 110

Note- From memory of scenes at lake cabin decades ago!
Entire area burned decades later from massive forest fire!
Such blessed scenes forever gone... gone... gone.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

[Balu]

Before Me, There A Beautiful Lady Stood


Bright as sky - promises of glowing rainbows
She no longer scrawny knees and sharp elbows
Before me, there a beautiful lady stood
Asking if I wanted to dance- yes I would!

Four years back, teenage lass had asked me my name
Now that pretty, grown woman asked me my game
Dancing that night I saw how well she had grown
She became the first of true loves I have known.

Such blessing was not meant for the likes of me
I saw what was right, so I soon set her free
Because of my wilder ways, fast roving eyes
I left her, in purity in the skies!

Bright as sky - promises of glowing rainbows.
She no longer scrawny knees and sharp elbows.

Robert J. Lindley, 1-03-2017

Sonnet, Lin 11/11

Syllables Per Line: 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Words: 124

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

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WRITTEN ABOUT A REAL LADY. ONE I SOMEHOW SAW FIT TO DO NO MORE THAN KISS AND LET GO..
Back in the day, before I let my impulses lead me into grabbing as much as I could get...
Before the hippie gals and free love generation, came in dancing, singing and girls grabbing the guys for a change... lol--Tyr

It is incredible to be able to express your feelings you had many-many years back. Bravo, Robert!

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Pray I, My Eternal Love You See


Memory of you, skinny dipping at blue lake
darling, you beauty showed nothing was fake.
When guys ogled at poolside your sexy physique
imagined soft touch of your passion's mystique!

So much greater you are than just such sexy charms
In sweet embrace, our baby in your arms.
Nothing in this word, could that sight ever erase
Nor your contented smile upon bright, pretty face.

Sweetest purity in your early morning glow
heart's loving depth, pure as new fallen snow.
Tenderness in your voice, mark of your love's truest kiss
blessed home you make, pray I hold and never miss!

In this life, you are promised angel sent to me
With this verse, pray I, my eternal love you see!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-05-2017

Sonnet( romantic), Lin 12/10/12/12

Syllables Per Line: 12 10 12 12 0 12 10 12 12 0 12 10 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 162
Total # Words: 120

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

An Ancient Poet's Dying Plea

Let thy truest light shine',
for joy soothes longing heart.
Great and wise muse is thine',
may finest glee you impart!

Gift words sweet as daily bread,
sing out wise words well praised.
Other poets need to be fed,
united in voice all gets raised!

Hold dear thy tender, inner child,
wrap in warmth its softer glow.
May ye even write as one wild
just to let this world know!

Climb mountains for higher thoughts
for time and poet's faith never halts!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-06-2017

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Too Late To Write Poetry, I Would Rather Be Dead


Too late to write poetry, lid is closed
Time flew by, I must have sleepily dozed.
What pretty flowers, I no longer see
Why were those sad people looking at me?

My favorite preacher showed up to preach
Alas! Tis not poetry he can teach!
Wait! Do not lower me into the ground!
Waking up now - new dancing rhymes I've found!

What! No poetry! I'd rather be dead
Hurry boys, lay me in this earthen bed!
Quick now laddies, shovel that tasty dirt
Lay me six deep, even should it now hurt!

Poetry, be it a treasure or curse
yet I find, living without it tis worse.

Robert J. Lindley, Jan 7th, 2017

Poetry form- SONNET
Ten syllables per verse.

Note- I previously wrote this as ten verse rhyme -to meet contest requirements on a specific subject , when given two choices.
This version is me writing it without meeting those very limiting , set contest standards.
I prefer the sonnet form of 14 verses over that of ten verses!

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

An Ancient Poet's Muse, Just A Playing

Snow outside, was whitest white, so I wrote
Cream and butter, sisters on fine tables.
Sang I, out of tune, nobody took note
Now sure, there are true heroes in fables.

Rain outside, was wettest wet, so I penned
Coffee and donuts, brothers in pleasing.
Cried I, cast thee that hard stone, I have sinned
Not really, just old poet teasing!

Sleet outside, was coldest cold, so I spun
Bake me no pies, I tell thee no true lies.
Screamed I, no fresh bread, too tired to run
Why such downpours from big belching skies?

Snow outside, was whitest white, so I wrote
Ancient poet's words, hope thee took kind note!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-08-2017


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: 112

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Removed...to rewrite the poem..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Wild 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

Shown below are the first replies from other poets about this new poem I posted.-Tyr

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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 /|\

[Balu]

Shown below are the first replies from other poets about this new poem I posted.-Tyr

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.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

When A Young Cowboy's Mother Speaks To Him

Son, heed wise words when true words are given
Shoe your horse well, ride for a faster fight
With your courage firm, stand for true liven
THO' EVIL CREEPS TO SLAY IN DEAD OF NIGHT.

Son, hold thy tongue as it may wander loose
Make thy bed as morn's cold brings long chills
Heed western law, as well, the hangman's noose
For judges quick-hang those with wanton kills!

With these word may thy life reward thy heart
More decades before resting in thy grave
Thy father's death was sad, this I impart
Life would have been best if more love he gave!

Now let thy horse fly upon open range
Honor thy life, regardless others change

Robert J. Lindley, 1-12-2017
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: 116
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Jim's fine poem about his mother that he loved so dearly, got me thinking about our mothers and what they say and do for us!
Thus I started writing and this came out like a flood...
I mean almost non-stop it came!
When my Muse rushes me like that, I've learned over these many decades, to not change a thing!-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Her Gentle Touch That Cured His Great Ills

She graced his life and gave her very best
Erasing strife, passing every hard test
Now with his eight flying decades flown by
Death came not and he sat there asking why!

How could he live without her soft touch
He had felt great pain, but never this much
Her death had destroyed his romantic world
Into pits of hell it had his soul hurled

Each night, her love-spirit came in his dreams
He would wake alone, tears flowing in streams
Then he would beg, put me there by her side
I hate life, I am done with this hard ride

One summer night her spirit came to play
In saddest voice he begged her to stay
With bright flash, they flew to another place
To live happy, hand in hand, face to face

Robert J. Lindley, 1-13-2017
RHYME

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 160
Total # Words: 134

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

[jimnyc]

Love it, Tyr!! No way I would ever be able to write in a manner that I have to stick to syllables and such, and STILL make it sound great! Well done, my friend. And I can relate regardless.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

As Your Fruit Made Bitter Its Promised Sweets

When I said yes, I meant damn sure I do.
And in that declaration my soul lives.
Living meant more than we united two
You taught by saying, "one never forgives"!

Hell freezes before I stop loving you
Sworn vow, that you in hot-lust so soon broke.
Once glowing love's bright light shown on we two
Soon each promise you saw fit to revoke!

Dark deeds found great favor in your sad soul
As your fruit made bitter its promised sweets.
Your heart blacken as beating chunk of coal
As I fled deep hurts in my sad retreats!

Where once stood an orchard of lovely trees
Now holds barren ground, me upon my knees.

Robert J. Lindley, 1 -14- 2017


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: 114 (date is 1-14)

Note- Inspired by a sad event in my life , when I, as very young man, fell deeply in love with a beautiful but far too wild(even for me) sexy vixen..
Her memory burns hot but far, far deeper burns the massive pain she gave..