A Poem A Day, Authored By Me

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Wide Eyes Absorbing That Magical Scene


Upon night's clear sky, moon glowing its best
Soft breeze, swirling gently in silent tune
That gleaming star shining high in the West
Companion for Heaven's striking big moon

Wide eyes absorbing true magical scene
With its proof we are souls wanting to fly
Earthen ground reflecting brightest moon-sheen
Tears born of pure joy, not a sad, sad cry

As dawn comes to wipe, to gift us new views
We may feel pains of sorrow losing this
Should we not celebrate having the two
For surely either lost, we'd dearly miss!

Should mankind ponder why such great, bright gifts
Tis Heaven's view to earth, that so uplifts


by Robert J. Lindley
1-23-2017
Sonnet-10

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 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: 108

Note-
This sonnet was written this morn, as I watched dawn approach this happy family home, hidden away in these magnificent hills!
Earth, Sky and Heaven sent moon's gleaming views away to birth early dawn's great gifts to mankind!--Tyr

Edited to add note..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Ok, so the previous poem presented this morn, was an edited rewrite of an older poem, my conscience got to bothering me about it not meeting the requirement that it be a new poem written entirely for this thread.
So, I got off my lazy ass and banged this one out... being that my muse chastised me into making such amends...-Tyr


Touch Thy Desires


Honor dreaming wish, knock on midnight's open door
Eat thou, this dish, find paradise forever more
With trust firm in thy hand, see thou my panting heart
Touch thy desires, allow not our souls to part

Watch thou, as golden treasure affirms love's blind trust
For in depths of passion, our passion finds it must
Secured by faith in thy sweet generous spirit
Not only dance to love's song but clearly hear it

Fill thy dear life and journey with magical views
Grow within thy soft and tender heart rainbow hues
Reside with pure joy in those dream castles we make
We reach for true love, putting our futures at stake

When Time and Fate surrenders to united wills
In heartfelt love, we can conquer world's bitter ills

Robert J. Lindley, 11-25-2016

Sonnet form, Lin 12/12

Written for my, A Poem A Day Authored By Me, thread...


Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 168
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 128

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

So You May Write To Shout Your Release


Poets oft seek elusive shadows dancing
upon hard stone floors with majestic walls
Some cry for deep love words and soft romancing
with mystical and well timed echoing calls

Poetry has always been music inked deep
more than heartbroken love and weeping loud
Often words delivered in fine dream sleep
or birthed to stand out from a roaring crowd

Tis writing that soothes other men's sad souls
freeing thoughts from deep caverns of desires
Sometimes vanquishing ghosts, demons and trolls
that ransack, pillage and burn in hot fires.

Poets one and all are a most special breed
golden-spun artists from muse's treasure seed

Robert J. Lindley , 12-11-2016

Sonnet

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Shall I, Dare I, Just Call It Fate's Last Goodnight Kiss


Soft echoing rings, days past when souls sang in tune
Walks on sandy beach basking in moon's brightest smile
Hot embers flung from winter fires into June
I beg thee stay, if only for a little while

Thy sworn oath holds me in its deep, love promised grip
Remember fantastic nights of cherished wonders
Our love flowing in time with every candle drip
And those epic laughs had at my many blunders

Pray thee, for such golden treasures to long endure
Testament to romantic love that flourished so
Of all the many lost angels thou was most pure
Foolish and tragic that my blindness let thee go

Shall I, dare I, just call it Fate's last goodnight kiss
Another blunder for its thee, now I most miss

Robert J. Lindley, 11-26-2016

Sonnet form, LIN 12/12

Written for my , "A Poem A Day Written By Me ", thread

Syllables Per Line: 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 168
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:N/A
Total # Words: 127

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Know This Truth, You Shall Not Escape Unscathed

Was this sad world peaceful before your birth
or was it scattered chaos, turmoil on fire.
Did light only emerge upon your arrival
or this universe depend upon your net worth?

Spare us your haughty pride, your selfish ways
those imagined glories your think your righteous due.
For deep, black-dark of night tis your most welcomed cloak
from which the innocent of this world kneels and prays.

Enlighten our souls why you are the Sun
in your devious mind, saving gift and power.
Within your delusions, evil rampages and slays
innocence in this world is drenched in black showers!

Know this truth, you shall not escape unscathed
for light destroys the pleasures of those so depraved.

Robert J. Lindley, 12-11-2016

Sonnet form, Lin 10/12

Syllables Per Line: 10 12 12 12 0 10 12 12 12 0 10 12 12 12 0 10 12
Total # Syllables: 160
Total # Words: 116

Note- Written about the tyrants and dictators of this world and their murders,corruptions and destruction...

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

We Must Remember

We may want to go-rest in yon'hills.
SLEEP IN NEARBY COOL SHADE.
For life lost its greatest thrills
AND OUR CARDS ARE ALL PLAYED!

Yet our family loves us dearly still
PRAYS FOR US EACH LIVELONG DAY.
Begs us away from those hills
IN DEEP HOPE THAT WE BUT STAY!

Please, tarry thee with us longer
ENJOY FAMILY AND DEAREST FRIENDS.
Such blessings make us stronger
TRUE LOVE IN ETERNITY NEVER ENDS!

Enjoy newly flowered meadows in Spring
seek out true love- learn to sing!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-29-2016

Sonnet

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Hearts Of Rusted Iron And Cold Steel

Riding along paths of illusions, glory bound-
Men with steel and fever in hard beating hearts,
Minds driven by deep desires and aching pains
Emotions deeper than anger's greatest depths-
Souls with sharpened sabers in their polished scabbards
Careful in their pride, they nourished goulish intensities
Upon spirited horses, they gallop into hell's darkest dins
With courage of demons loosed by the devil's own hands-
In the force of ages, iron blood rising to claim
At the price of death and hot savage burnings
Rare treasures men seek but can never find.

Should life rest within their grasping claws
They that know only darkness and evil desires
Greedy that nothing slips through their paws!

What of the poor and weak, hiding in modern caves
And the innocent that cry for sweet relief
And homes, peaceful in their decaying cities
And children, eager to live life and learn
And Nature's unending course filled with wonder
And the world's promises of forever tomorrows
Shall fate stand aside to bend to that dark will
Shall wicked deeds serve these gods of lust.

When time and its destruction allow such victories
Hope comes as an illusion of death's rewards
Can mankind, find another path for survival
Or will dark tragedy and loss of all prevail?

Robert J. Lindley, 11-27-2015

Poetry form- Free Verse

Note- Muse this morn informed me that she wanted a change, so get up and write anything but a sonnet....
I sat down, in an angry mood, and this rare (for me) free verse flowed out...-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The Witch That Cursed His Life

He found his heart lived in a rusty cage
soul imprisoned there, to control deep rage.
Time flew on by, he found bars were too weak
again her name, in anger he dared speak.

Too soon caged memories flooded back
days tormented, nights brought ghostly attacks.
Needed now, another cage made of strong steel
to bind these stone crushing urges he feels.

Inner spirit on board he forged anew
much stronger prison to hold her ghost too.
Task done, he beguiled her right on in
offering in that void her favorite sin.

Once inside, cage door quickly locked and slammed
may she and her curse be forever damned.

Robert J. Lindley, 12-12-2016

Sonnet

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

I Once Lived

I once lived in darkest shade of deep pain
Breaking hard stones racing against the grain
Savage echoes, I then happily stored
To be released later when I was bored

Method to my madness, I needed not
I lived to give back, as good as I got.
No worries about any future cost
I reveled in this darkened path so lost.

Nobody said, I don't give a damn, more
Few worried less about the final score
Then time finally brought me up to speed
About life, love and searching soul's true need

Now heart demands I give up bad desires
Stay true and squash those hot burning fires

Robert J. Lindley, 12-30-2016

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: 108

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

[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]

Today I wrote a free verse poem.A poetry form that I rarely used, since my truest love in poetry is rhyme.
Yet, I have come to appreciate this form for the greater freedom and ease to write in non-stop flow (as I did with this piece), it offers any poet.


Loss Of Youthful, Sweet Romantic Longings


In lingering mists of time.
I lived within a gleaming dream.
But all was not to remain so fine,
For darkness overcame night-sun's gleaming gleam-
Dream vanished.
And fleeting shadows ran to try to catch,
Sweet, sweet, love again,
Union of seeking souls,
Between reality and dreamed for passion-
Blue skies, gifting golden nights.
If only,
If only,
O' if only,
Original dream would return!
Return to again bless,
To again touch,
To again unite,
Saddened spirit with lost gleaming dream!
Saddened soul with gentle touch
Saddened heart with mists of love's eternal desires!

Robert J. Lindley, 1- 26-2017

Free verse( Lost, Youthful Romantic Longings)

Note -Inspired by a recent dream..

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

A Vast Vacancy Of Tearful Moaning Cries



A Vast Vacancy Of Tearful Moaning Cries

I had always thought to find death in the dead
after seeing lives lost, found I other clues.
Joys of life showed me other answers instead
even if amplified by sad nightly blues.

When glowing red-sun, treads on its daily path
graced by marbled clouds in high summer skies.
Fears of death lost its sting, void of darkness's wrath
and vast vacancy of tearful moaning cries.

Wherein such deeper knowledge gave sweet new cause
I found myself dancing in glittering light.
Seeker journeying far and fast without pause
racing through long brutal maze of darkest fright.

Stand I, beds of flowers, eating bright sunshine
Upon enlightenment my soul does now dine.

Robert J. Lindley, 11-28-2016

Sonnet form, Lin 11/11
Total words- 111..

Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 111

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
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Written for my, A Poem A Day, Authored By Me, thread.. -Tyr

[Balu]

A Vast Vacancy Of Tearful Moaning Cries...

To some extent, the conscience that the Soul is immortal can only calm the mind which can not accept the fact of death.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

All Wonders Are Free, No Admissions Price


Lord grant me, days in Nature's rainbow hues
Walking among wildlife, searching for clues
Thankful for these very fine hiking shoes
In splendor of morn's new risen sun
This peaceful, calming walk will be fun
Later, short picnic before I run
To find butterflies fluttering about
In Nature's pleasing joy, no need to shout
Here waters 'aplenty never a drought
Blue lake lies just beyond Oak-tail heights
Flower banks and ducks a graceful sight
Even more beautiful seen by moonlight
Lord grant me, more years in this paradise
All wonders are free, no admissions price.

Robert J. Lindley, 12-14-2016


Written as was promised this morn, to my dear friend and that very kind and generous poet, Peter Duggan.
With my thanks for introducing this new sonnet form in his fine poem,
In the Hills, Of Walyunga..


Jussaume’s Sonnet created by Christina R Jussaume on August 20, 2015.

It is a 14 line poem left justified as all other Sonnets.

It is made up of 4 Triplets and 1 Couplet
Rhyme for my Sonnet is aaa, bbb, ccc, ddd, ee
Syllable count is as follows: 10, 10, 10, 9, 9, 9, 10, 10, 10, 9, 9, 9, 10 and 10.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

O' I Wept, Tears Shattering Broken Souls


I wept hard from noon until late midnight,
feelings for her loss, no other has known,
for lost vision of her face in cool morns;
and sweet, gentle moments her love brought flight.

That day, sun fell into scathing abyss,
her dear soul touch my hand the last time,
she had been my steady rock, my true heart;
earthen angel I shall forever miss.

Looking into closed eyes for a clear sign,
for her love and its soothing warmth anew,
nothing came, not even that beaming smile;
not needed words- "you will always be mine".

O' I wept, tears shattering broken souls
Where epic depths of lonesome sadness blows!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-01-2017

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