Poetry and Prose for any season

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Of The Life, The Great Loss, The Solemn Plea

Across the cold chasm of that great divide
were flung the salty tears I could not hide
and epic darkness of a weeping soul
aching sorrows that took a heavy toll
O'gasping voice- shall thy complaints be heard
by whispering wind or by poet's word
in that a life mystery there gave birth
from those youthful days and innocent mirth
pray I, joy again of a much freer me
with swifter rescue from despair's aching sea!

O'mercy, dare thee this heart quickly heal
bless this soul, renewing love's dancing zeal
cast happy net, its loving gems therein reap
beauty and truth, gems to forever keep
whilst in my pleadings- I beg for much more
than unjust solitude on a foreign shore
remember what you asked me to swear
now failure- my loss more than I can bear
may I sworn rendezvous now truly keep
and you forgive me before my final sleep!

Fated were the blues of that darkest day
perhaps even these words I must now say
you my darling, were everything to me
but of freedom's needs, we could not agree
I that sought far, far more than was my due
live now despondent despair missing you
can you feel intense pain of this broken heart
with your tender heart gift us a restart
gift our lives, treasure of renewed love
so again, we may kiss 'neath Heavens above!

O'mercy, dare thee this heart quickly heal
bless this soul, renewing love's dancing zeal
cast happy net, its loving gems therein reap
beauty and truth, gems to forever keep?

R.J. Lindley
July 17th, 1976
Romanticism,
( The Sorrows Of A Love Lost )


Old note,
July 17th, 1976
: deleted

New Note: 6-14-2021
This is from my ancient graveyard of hidden poems.
Another time that in my youth I went far astray
I when looking back, see it like it was yesterday
And can yet again feel the pangs of a love destroyed
This may now, see the bright cleansing light of day
From wild youth, when I once let my vanity hold sway.
Decided to not edit this, leave it as was written when in
throes of deepest sorrows, heart was cut to shreds..


Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2021

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Rare day- I wrote a poem today, after my having presented this one above that was
about 45 years old. here it is- inspired by a comment Sam made on the older poem...-Tyr


In Ancient Graveyard Of Hidden Poems, Truth Danced


In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced
Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced
I a young man let verses sing as they pranced
Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced
Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced!

Day and night took turns as my sad soul they burned
As my life wept, inner oceans spun and churned
Growing sick as each dark, crying page was turned
In despair, I tore my hair- feeling love spurned
Now lost -get her back, any cost- I so yearned!

First of many, sorrowing and guilt aplenty
I saw world die, had my cries and turned twenty
Far too blue to work I woke without a penny
With my life destroyed and debts far too many
I begged midnight moon send my loving Jenny!

As dawn its golden light therein so brightly shown
Paid no bills, fled I to barn deeply overgrown
While feeling free, woe was me- nothing did I own
Wicked dreams, they came with nightmarish undertones
Break of day, hills they sway with- my loud aching moans!

In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced
Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced
I a young man let verses sing as they pranced
Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced
Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced!

Robert J. Lindley, 6-14-2021
Rhyme,
( As The Wind Blew Its Sounding Trumpet )

Note:
Thank YOU, Sam Kauffman for the idea to
think about composing this poem based
upon my comment made in my note given
In my new poem this morn,
**Of The Life, The Great Loss, The Solemn Plea**
" This is from my ancient graveyard of hidden poems."
I went right to it and this new creation I wrote..