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For I Am Not That Brave

For I Am Not That Brave Sombre calls, echoes from memories and lost days Images appearing only to bring on deep heartache. Nights envisioned in a daze- her charming ways such that feelings, break stones for lost love's sake. Alas! No touch and kiss can ever be allowed for her ghostly image touches no true earth. She rare, delicious fruit of rich fertile fields plowed heavenly rose in bloom from first day of birth. No more! Epic loss now invades these wishful dreams light of reality shows dead flowers on her grave. Never again, seeing her dancing within moonbeams nor my now joining her, for I am not that brave! Each night, longing to dance with her once again knowing when dream ends, comes back far greater pain! Robert J. Lindley, 10-30-2016 Sonnet.

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Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 11/15/2016 7:54:00 AM

Haunting, surreal poem of love loss, Robert. You plumb the depths of your soul to bring these rare pearls of introspection. Courageous soul searching for one who deem himself not to be brave. I politely beg to differ. Sumptuous offering here. Ty for sharing such a painful memory. May God comfort your heart always. Much love to you.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 10/30/2016 8:20:00 PM

Stunning poetry, from a brave poet! :)

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/30/2016 8:38:00 PM

Thank you my friend. Easier to be a bit braver when time grows short , as one is gambling a lot less future life. Looking back, sun never seemed brighter, life shorter or world racing onward with more haste. Once there was strong black in my coffee but now adding sugar seems such a indulgent waste.