Sonnets: Some think the Greatest Poetry Form

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Another sonnet. I love to write sonnets, they come so easily to me. -Tyr



Cool Morning Winds Blow Soft And Fair


Bury your deepest sorrow in fertile soil,
let the pain waste away right there.
Sad heartache is worse than slaving toil,
yet cool morning winds blow soft and fair.

Do not be sad,there is hope in the life,
rainbows appear when least expected.
Darkness rages on with trouble and strife,
judgment when love and faith are neglected.

Do not be downcast, blessings come unaware,
walk the path a man should hold dear.
Dare the night to give its best scare,
faith and love conquers every fear.

Watch the sky tilt its shiny bright head.
Hope lives on if you are not already dead!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-21-2015

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Glowing Cloud On Mountain Top


I met you there, so very full of grace
single rose in your shining raven hair
Radiance beaming from your sweet face
couldn't stop myself, I had to stare!

Every moment since, forever treasured
nights glowed on, your smile a star
Everything since that night measured,
love raced in deep like a speeding car!

Now time has given me such great sorrow
Heaven welcomed your spirit on in
Misery my food, heartache my tomorrow
forever gone my lover, my great friend!

Glowing cloud on mountain top now dances
I gamble that climb and take my chances!

R.J. Lindley
Oct. 16th, 1973

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Early Winter Farm Chores

Shall I muse at midnight on the morning sun
now hiding very far beyond the pale.
Dread farmyard chores needing to be done
as morn sun rises over hill and dale.

Warm in bed, warding off deep windy chills
with winter marching in far too soon.
Tarry late and hot glowing embers embrace
rising late only in a lazy afternoon!

Or instead jump from this warm , soft bed
racing on out when red rooster crows.
Quickly getting pigs and chickens well fed
all long before the cold winter snows!

Up early before morning's sweet sunlight.
Another farming day, another long fight.

Robert J. Lindley, 10-01-2015

Note-- Edited an older poem from back in the 80's.
Shortened into a sonnet..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Hope Came One Day, Like A New Cool Spring Rain

Heartache deep, it was breaking granite stones
sun eclipsed on that raging fateful day.
He felt it, the blues down deep in his bones
lost love hurts, love hurts, as they often say.

She came on like lovely dancing whirlwind
such awesome beauty in her raven hair.
Becoming his hot lover and best friend
now he finds her love lost is just not fair.

He aching for days on that summer beach
and beautiful visions of her deep joy.
Her gone, life sought to miserably teach
realization she was never his toy!

Hope came one day, like a new cool Spring rain.
Any broken heart can find love again!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-30-2015

Copyright © 2015 Robert Lindley


Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 109

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Life Saving Rain

Life saving rain, drops splattering about
Indians in drought sought it with a dance.
Falling on tin roof, water from a spout
Every dripping hymn, giving sleeping trance.

Saving crops, the farmers to it give prayers
And seeds awaiting blooming sweet relief.
Vast seas depend upon rain's long showers
Inca priests killed for it, in deep belief.

Now we know, rain often heavenly sent
God washes this flower garden he built.
Rain renews, as its dear gifts are soil-spent
And we blithely pollute it with no guilt.

Indians honored their rain-god with glee
Not disrespecting it, like you and me!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-22-2015

Acrostic sonnet, (LIFE SAVING RAIN)
Perfect tens, perfect 100 words, rhyming
acrostic 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 # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 100

Very likely the first of its kind (Rhyming Acrostic Sonnet) methinks!..

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

" Seek Within Thy Own Merciful Soul's Light"

Found this huge box from a far away place,
Inside many strange and magical things,
Chiseled in stone, words to Amazing Grace
Music blaring forth, what Love of Life brings-
Deeper down, echoes of historic lights;
Great symphonies from our enlightened past,
Bright moons illuminating darkest nights-
As great shining stars whizzed on by so fast:
Joyous cries found my eager willing ears:
" Seek within thy own merciful soul's Light"
Abandoning grave doubts and shallow fears,
Ignore sneering whispered taunts in the night;
All happiness rests in Hope, Truth and Love
Leave this box, instead look for God above.

Robert J. Lindley, 2-05-2016

Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 14 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 100

NOTE: An uplifting sonnet , perfect tens,
perfect 100 words.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Lost, At A Most High Cost

I will not become that image in your head
Nor will I seek to change sincere heart in me.
Alas! Not even if I find you are dead,
and my heart's repentance was your last sad plea!

You never knew the spirit within a man,
one that refused to damage his soul for thee.
Nay! You dare to ask more that I ever can,
give up and yet still live a life that is free!

We last spoke, you asked even more of my soul.
Your hateful words rang like a loud clanging bell.
True! They cut deeply and took a heavy toll.
Yet my refusal saved me from living hell.

You casted away our deep joy and sweet dreams.
I paid that price, rejecting your selfish schemes!

R.J. Lindley
July 17th, 1976

Note: Old poem edited to meet eleven syllable count
as meeting the ten syllable count was just too damn
restrictive for my tastes..

Syllables Per Line:
11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 128