Poetry and Prose for any season

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Resting In These Tennessee Hills

Lazy mornings in these Tennessee hills
Horned owl in tree behind house hoots all night
Sometimes annoys but often gifts a thrill
As country-fired moon sends us brighter light!

Mellow breeze, waltz morn rays with soft touch
Tall trees wrapping such gentle slopping yards
Often this beauty just seems way too much
Never knew this blessing was in the cards!

How was this treasure hidden from my view
Clear streams flowing with splashing fish each Spring
I FEEL IN MY HEART PAYMENT IS OVERDUE
IF I HAD A FIDDLE I WOULD PLAY AND SING!

Famous mountains are near but just out of sight
I care not but some day's visit I just might!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-05-2017

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 11 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 144
Total # Words: 112
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Written today for contest.
Will enter there immediately after posting here.-Tyr


EDIT---
CONTEST RESULTS IN TODAY----

Resting In These Tennessee Hills
2nd place
Sonnet about where you live 1/28/2017 12:00:00 AM
Contest judged- Yes , date 1/7/2017 9:14:00 AM

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Once Lived Life As Both Fox And Chasing Hound

Once lived life as both fox and chasing hound
each one thinking, they were true, honor bound.
As the fox, took great pride in being shrewd
failed often to see my actions were crude.

When fleeing forth in life at lightning pace
taking too much as I ran, a disgrace.
Never worried about deep and high costs
figured each cold Winter brought killing frosts.

When chasing old fox, my mind went astray
swearing to catch and eat him every day.
With each new dawn, my hunger more intense
I failed to see myself being so dense.

One sad dawn, I caught that shifty ole fox
his words showed me my big, dark prison box.
Blessed reprieve for him, I did not eat
His wisest move and both our greatest feat.

Once lived life as both fox and chasing hound
each one thinking, they were true, honor bound.
As the fox, took great pride in being shrewd
failed often to see my actions were crude.

Robert J. Lindley, 3-25-2017

Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 200
Total # Words: 164

Note- Inspired by Tim Smith's free verse poem--titled the -- The Fox And The Hound.
I do not do free verse very well, methinks, so I went with rhyme and in ten syllable verses.
Thank you my friend Tim Smith, for the great inspiration.. your free verse poem and its creativity
and depth inspired this effort by me , written in a much different poetry form.
I hope this poem written this morn, may honor your poem well, as an inspired tribute to it.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

After my reading several poems on the magnificent beauty and Nature scenes Autumn gifts, to find one to present here in my Poem of the Day thread, I decided to write one myself this very day.
This took much longer than I had anticipated and may need future edits but I will present it as is for now.
I hope you may enjoy..--Tyr



Spirits Leap To Touch Autumn's Splendor

When small fires and hot soups are needed,
We think to leave behind great summer greens
Looking back at crops long ago weeded
Recalling future promise of our teens,
Good-byes, waved to grains heavy and golden;
We give hellos to coming Autumn's hues
Memories stored from ancient years olden,
Admiration for past skies deep blues.

When keen hearts see beautiful leaves shedding;
Thoughts of winter's cold about to arrive
With wise caution, we add extra bedding,
For comfort and warmth needed to survive,
And vivacious colors found alluring,
We gladly view this bright colorful season,
As if beauty we be briefly touring
And love of life now has deeper reason.

In midst splashing colors and gems falling
Our souls may celebrate pages soon turning,
In sad hearts vacate places recalling,
With desires strong, deep and fiercely burning;
We see such bright color and falling gems
Spirits leap to touch Autumn's splendor
With tender voice, we sing cheerful new hymns
Thanking God with words soft, true and tender;

Within scenes and times now quite rewarding,
Paintings of joy and dear hope abounding,
We light morning fires with hopes regarding,
Daily lives giving clear shouts resounding,
Happiness in small pleasures growing
Foods prepared delicious for the season
Resting calm in so faithfully knowing
We may note Autumn's gifts for good reason.

Robert J. Lindley, 8- 11 -2017

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017


Syllables Per Line:
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10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10
10 10 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 300
Total # Words: 206

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Magic, When Such Leaves Without A Trace

That fall, my friend's older brother died,
sun rose all shining that day and sky
looked down as he feel to ground and cried
he had no chance to say a good-bye

from graveyard day until that new Spring
he uttered not another word
he saw not life nor love in a damn thing
and hated singing from the songbirds,

that summer, something broke, alive he came
walk as if he had found new life
he entered again into this world's game
love came, he soon found his wife,

what of sorrow and its long hard embrace
the chills and pains that crack hearts
magic, when such leaves without a trace
and winds of life and love restarts.

Robert J. Lindley, 1976
Subject--Death and Life, mysteries and dance...

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

In Moments As Bright As A Crimson Rose

The fading hours, as Hope prevails
Moments bright as a crimson rose
Ships deliver Hope with full sails
Into needed lives that it chose
No matter those hard, rocky shores
Where broken souls, lay in deep pain
No longer kept are those old scores
Washed away are wicked dark stains

Nights come and shadows do not prowl
Nor wicked dreams dare sleep deny
Gone are the beasts that roar and howl
Under a dark moon's weeping sky
As the past gives up its sorrows
Heart finds a new cause to rejoice
New Life and Love seeds tomorrow
With pure joy in each singing voice

Forever gone are bleeding eyes
cleansed by our new happier thoughts
Again sun lights up blue skies
This the blessed gift, Hope's lights brought
Once where utter darkness had reigned
Day and night both bring healing sights
All that was lost is now regained
Hope and Love shine forth brighter lights

It is not losses we must score
Nor pain and sorrows we endure
It is love of life and much more
In depths of souls that will be pure
Where new orchards we shall soon find
Growing crops that yield sweeter fruits
As we leave our past that so blinds
Sight of our spiritual roots

Robert J. Lindley, 1-24-2018

Syllables Per Line:
8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 256
Total # Words: 210

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018

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Note- The Title just popped into my head this afternoon, I resisted but it just would not go away.
Finally , I sat down to write(under mental protest) and this pretty much flowed out like a gushing stream..-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Truth, Evil Exists And Not All Men Pray

Ah yes, sad that hell never froze over,
all is not Nature's beauty and clover.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, we cry our faults are not so bad
and bad ones always dwell in other lads.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, sins we try to bury with lies,
or try to wash away with our false cries.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, glowing dawns come and then they go
and we walk in blindness, saying we know.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, this rightly condemns you and I,
as just rewards come in the by and by.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, night gives not the cover we think
and our lives can fly away in a blink.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, sad truth- no man is an island,
tho' we each one have been marked with a brand.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Ah yes, we will face the music tis' true
and no foolish lies will serve me or you.
We fallen creatures, yes we have our way
truth, evil exists and not all men pray.

Robert J. Lindley, 5-07-2018
(Rhyme, Repetition and Truth)

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018

Notes--

Robert J. Lindley, 5-07-2018
(Rhyme, Repetition and Truth)
Syllables Per Line:
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Total # Syllables: 320
Total # Words: 268

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Therein Abound Orchards Gifting Hot Love-Bound Feasts

Exists a realm, far distant through imagination pass
where ghost-winds push over colorful cavernous morass
down into hauntingly beautiful valleys well below
bringing along sweet lovers night-dreams well in tow.
Therein abound orchards gifting hot love-bound feasts
harvested daily by the most beautiful tame beasts.

Heard is most magnificent music mind's eye can create
sunset hues bring deep joys far too often denied by Fate
and in that moment all remaining sorrows cast adrift
on oceans that hide away, to forever shift.
Therein abound orchards gifting hot love-bound feasts
harvested daily by the most beautiful tame beasts.

Nights beckoning moon summons up, love cherished memories
devoid of life's many woeful heart aching miseries
as heavenly skies sing out and parade wondrous new scenes
one can transform from any age back to their teens.
Therein abound orchards gifting hot love-bound feasts
harvested daily by the most beautiful tame beasts.

Robert J. Lindley, 8-5-2018
Rhyme, ( Love's Imagination and its Romance)

Syllables Per Line: 14 14 14 12 12 12 0 14 14 14 12 12 12 0 14 14 14 12 12 12
Total # Syllables: 234
Total # Words: 148

Note- This is harvested from a poem I wrote back in 1974. I decided today to use it as a foundation and do heavy editing to create a better presentation.
Hope yo may find this romantic poem a pleasant read and perhaps even spark dear sweet memories for you too.