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The Birds, They Were So Silent, Revised

The Birds, They Were So Silent, Revised (REVISED VERSION) I raced away early one bright morn, running in clouds so very fleet. The birds, they were so silent deathly stiff on a frozen icy sheet. Crossing bridge to glimmering lake no worries, time was on my side. My charms would do me right in this was my everlasting pride. I will again find my lover's heart bruised and battered it may be. As sure as life is a sweet fountain my words shall bring her again unto me. I'll kiss her hands and her pretty feet she will sway into my loving arms. A vision of pure heavenly delight again falling for my arrogant charms. Our lives now by my guile reunited time will flow like a raging flood. The Great Love of My Lusts, shall live and eat in my blood. Summers shall be our own playtime winters for hot steaming nights. Time will yield to my magic as my love sees wondrous sights. In the depths of this vivid dream she shall obey my hot desires. As I step from the dark shadows to set ablaze her deepest fires. No heartaches , no terrible worries life and love sets its steady pace. No tears shall ever fall across the beauty of her loving face. Dancing into my long aching arms into this sweet dream she shall dwell. No harm will I allow to visit her as I seal shut the dark Gates of Hell. She will love me all the more as we step into another golden realm. Sea shall envy her growing beauty as I sail this ship steady at the helm. The Ages crack into this deep mirror joys are now so viciously denied. She now doubts my deep, slavish love as my jealousy exposes my darkest pride. When time brings in its destroyer love may stop cold in its track. I am but a love lost dreamer now thrown down upon my broken back. Yet again look into my heart's mirror the dream I made come alive for you. There is such goodness in this fantasy you my life, your love governs all I do. I stand upon this scary precipice your hand is my greatest want. Love sends its everlasting glory except when it so mercilessly don't. You my darling hold the lasting key late in this dream time stands still. My desires are as shallow nothings measured against your true loving will. I raced away early one bright morn, running in clouds so very fleet. The birds, they were so silent deathly stiff on a frozen icy sheet. Robert J. Lindley, 11-23-2014 Copyright © 2015 Robert Lindley Note- Edited , needed changes made.

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Edlynn Nau

Date: 10/19/2015 1:16:00 PM

I am always in awe of poets that can write about love...I cannot! I never feel I know the emotion well enough to say anything new. Love is as fleeting as your clouds & as paradoxical as your frozen birds. Do men really feel that must always keep us happy or loves lost? No, you just must protect us.

Edlynn Nau
Date: 10/26/2015 6:47:00 PM

Indeed... Love is a Bermuda Tringle, a Black Hole, a Double Slit Experiment, Quicksilver, my Car Keys.

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/25/2015 8:04:00 AM

MEN FEEL THE RESPONSIBILITY TO PROTECT , WHILE WOMEN FEEL GREATER THE NEED TO NURTURE! No not always happy but maybe at least always interested! lol Women seem to be to often flighty in what they want, just as men too often demand too much.. Love is a paradox.

Harry Horsman

Date: 10/16/2015 8:28:00 PM

Oh this is so good Robert, your words flow majestically, and the poetry so profound

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/16/2015 9:49:00 PM

Thanks Harry. I am old and a bit lazy now. Once when young I put much much more into my writes! After over 700 poems from my twenties were stolen and burned I kinda lost it for awhile and didn't write much. My best decade of poetry(my twenties) was destroyed by that vengeful witch. Luckily this poem survived and was in one of the 6 journals she could not get her hands on. Maybe I should date it accurately.

Jerry T Curtis

Date: 10/16/2015 6:56:00 PM

This is well done Robert

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/16/2015 9:45:00 PM

Thanks much. I made a few changes to smooth the flow a bit. Date posted here is not the date this piece was written, best as I can remember in it was in the early 70's. Most likely 73 or 74. I know I was married to my first wife when it was written and we divorced in early 75.