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The Solo Dancer - Tanka to Sonnet

Alone atop a hill,
   an ornamental willow
             dances in the breeze.
Long limbs form a lovely gown
    that gracefully sweeps the ground.

Adored by the sun,
    the willow is not weeping.
                        She blooms rosily!
April’s first shower has passed;
       for the sun alone, she shines.

The Solo Dancing Ornamental Tree (new title for the sonnet version)

An ornamental tree with willow leaves
upon a promontory stands alone.
In April’s breeze, each limb, cascading, weaves
with fragrance. She is dancing on her own.

I wonder how she came to be at all.
Her roots lie in a solitary place
where few traverse to spy her - lithe and small -
there moving in rain’s aftermath with glee.

In small degrees, the sun has climbed the sky.
No longer pallid, he is smiling down
upon the swaying willow. By and by,
Her graceful limbs shine like a lacquer gown.

Her lovely blooms have opened to expose
The splendid blush of buds with hue light rose.

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Morning Dew Glistens in Anticipation

Morning Dew Glistens in Anticipation

Glistening of gentle morning dew
soft breeze flowing sweetly along
Thoughts again of life and you
melodies that play a mental song

Trees wrapping this beautiful morn
joyful thoughts now so newly born
Sky filters down its sunlit rays
birds chirp all about on such days

My joy lost has now been found
as the natural world spins  around
Life takes on a sheen of the new
Again my happy thoughts turn to you

Our lives joined, paths forever hold
this deep love that makes us both so bold! 

Robert J. Lindley  09-24-2014

note: Took a Nature hike today. Saw God's beauty all around. 
Very soon I found myself thinking ,yes, that my life came around 
when my wife married me. As if a Spring shower had soothed the 
parched ground. Giving nourishment for the seeds of bliss
to sprout on up and grow.
God, Nature's glow, my wife's love and beauty , our son's 
smiles today made this world turn from bleak and cold to
sunshine and a slice Of heaven. Thank God for Nature's 
beauty and its sweet inspirations.
My brother-in-law David was sent home to die tonight. They can do no more , the cancer will end his life, most likely in the next few days...
I couldn't go there tonight. The helpless feeling slays me so!
I hope to have the courage to go tomorrow morn...

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Eye of the Beholder

A child's beauty contest I watched in such awe;
  young girl in a wheelchair to her father, his all.
Escorting her on stage with such grace and pride;
 each so blessed to be at the others' side.

A fragile princess in a purple pageant dress;
 twirling her first in her chair then lifting her to his chest.
Their dance so inspiring; such an enchanting sight;
 so gently he lifted her high up to the sky.

Sparkling, bright eyes and the most beautiful smile;
 none deserving of a crown more than this precious child.
An imperfect body, viewed as a gift from above;
 her beauty matched only by a father's boundless love.

Beauty in my eyes is not found in perfection;
 but in acceptance, uniqueness, love and dedication.

June 29, 2014
Contest: Encore-anonymous positive new sonnet
Sponsor: Elly Wouterse

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A Rainbow Sings

A Rainbow Sings

Prismatic rainbow graces sky many ways
 with brilliant hues of multicolored rays
 picturesque goniochromism sings to decorate
 a ketch with Tyrian purple sails out late

Sepia hue tinges this kaleidoscopic scene
 monolexemic shades threaten to richly preen
 majestic phenomena seen in sky embraces
 mists, vanishing clouds and aurorae traces

A Rayleigh Scattering sets rainbow apart
 miracle that sends opalescence to impart
 this sky mingling multitude of colors now 
 as red, orange, purple and yellow take bow

Interwoven within this prismatic awe inspiring view
The hopes and dreams of gentle poets like me and you!

Robert J. Lindley, 08-10-2014

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The First Flower I Chose

The First Flower I Chose

You were my rose, the first flower I chose
A beauty so fair, such shine in your hair
You I chose, the finest ever love rose
Asked on a dare, the prettiest girl there

Soon we wed, pretty flower graced my bed
Nights sent such bliss, heaven I did not miss
Flames in bed, want no other instead
Honey that kiss, love never was like this

Years together, in good and bad weather
Loving every night, touching sweet just right
Joy our weather, sweet kisses a feather
Sexy the sight, your naked body at night

My rose did cast, true love that did so last
I held so fast, to that ship's greatest mast


Contest- Form Sonnet
Regina Riddle 
Contest Name , Sonnet on a Intimate Relationship 

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)  
Total # Words:  114

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Nights So Love-locked In Your Arms

Nights So Love-locked In Your Arms

Nights love-locked into your arms
breathing in all of your charms
A spell cast to set love ablaze
we lost into epic, romantic haze

You gave its greatest gift, bliss
thanking heaven I did not miss
The sweetest ever enduring kiss
in my dreams I often reminisce 

Rested within your lover's trust
heart's deepest desire, a must
Songs that sang us both asleep
memories we shall forever keep

Memories flood out this the best
love surviving each and every test!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-24-2014

note: Decided to share here my poem for today, a sonnet,
the one I write every day on paper for my darling wife.
This one being so tame and pg I can do this..
Hope you may enjoy reading this heartfelt write..
 She will read this after her 12 hour shift today at the 
hospital. I have high hopes she asks me to frame this
 one too. The "tames ones" she asks me to frame but 
never the very racey, so very deeply intimate  ones. lol
She demands those always stay private..

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As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes

As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes

In a dream world where fantasies abound
shall be where my princess is found
Wrapped in her vision an angelic choir
cherubs singing her heart's desire

Her voice soothes every hearing soul
spreading happiness her daily goal
As midnight moon shines upon her eyes
a thought comes to me so very wise

Surely she could come to me down here
easing my hurt, wash away my fear
A soft gentle touch to my spirit renew
help me find a love any man is due

In a dream world such fantasies exist
your heart's desire, anything on your list

Robert Lindley
March 21, 2001

Note, 1/27/2015 - Modern sonnet, written when my soul was lost
and seeking the path back into happiness, back into a world devoid of misery, heartache and pain.
That night I bowed my head and asked for help. Best decision I ever made. 
For in faith I had then put my trust , over that of my foolish vanity and insufferable pride!
Now looking back, I see the answer came ever so swiftly..
This poem comes from my "private collection" (intended for my children) after my demise and 
is now presented for the first time for others to read..
That night I dreamed of a dark hair angel that came to me and helped me return to the world of the living.
Thats her in my picture given here. My wife now of ten beautiful and happy years!
Bountiful extra blessing of a beautiful son we now share !

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Adorable QuiQui

Adorable QuiQui
A green-feathered, yellow head beauty, that’s my prized pet parakeet, QuiQui. Even when she’s often crabby and snappy, she succeeds in making me extremely happy.
QuiQui loves dipping and diving into her bird bath, and hanging from a perch in her cage, like an expert acrobat. She also enjoys shaking water from her wet wings, gazing impishly into her toy mirror wildly shrieking.
Relishing her seeds and red strawberry millet treats, nonchalantly she ignores my sweet endearments and tweets. But she shows off her long, elegant, tapered blue tail, Sitting silently and contentedly unloading quite a poop trail.
And even though QuiQui never utters a single word, I know she secretly loves me too, my little prima donna bird.

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My Lady Requests So Much

My Lady Requests So Much

Shall I splash love into your gay heart
gift a golden treasure beneath your feet
setting my sail into your longing chart
my heart quickly pulsating to your beat

Shall I chain my mind to your sexy dream
clouds of hope wrapped deep into your quests
Tasting the sweetest drops from your steam
slavishly hold each of your love requests

Shall I now set my hopes onto your all
embracing your charms every night's feast
Set my heart to your every beck and call
worship your beauty as a loyal priest

Nay, my love I shall gift to you with strings
Requesting songs of your love that rings!

Robert J. Lindley  08-28-2014

note: All requests are granted. 
I that trades love for love find a 
treasure beyond all measure!

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Live, Love and Stand Tall

Live, Love and Stand Tall

Prisoner of fate be strong, be very brave
in life be faithful, diligent and bold
Hope in other's precious lives you may save
joy, live in the light avoiding darkened cold

Ever seek the pureness of love, music it plays
while sailing into a sweet life so very tall
Find your road and the friends that always stay
faithfully with you if you stumble and fall

Stand on the Rock and shout out your thanks
witness to your world, your life and your all
Fill in life with joy leaving no great blanks
endure life's many tests be they large or small

Be one with life, live , love and stand tall
have great faith that truth will withstand it ALL.

Robert J. Lindley  07-03-2014

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Beautiful Lies

Because of eyes as warm as honey, I was melting, but the love I first believed was shown me in his gaze was but a lie. He uttered not a word; I was deceived! He leaned in for that first romantic kiss. I melted more; my heart did somersaults. How easily that man could bring me bliss. But I would learn his luscious lips were false! His gorgeous body, hard, pressed into me. I felt his fingers softly touch my skin. I totally dissolved! How cleverly he’d worked unspoken lies on me again! That young man with his beautiful brown eyes at last destroyed me with his beautiful lies. English Sonnet written 12/14/12 (late at night as most of my sonnets are!) for the Beautiful Lies Poetry Contest of craig cornish and now for PD's contest

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He Sleeps

My Baby softly sleeps and dreams of me
His parted lips entice to revelry 
He does not know I watch him as he sleeps
Nor that his wants and needs his angel keeps

I hear him breathe serenely, and I sigh
Oh how I wish to him I could draw nigh
To wake him with a kiss upon his cheek
The thought of which just leaves me trembling, weak

My lips and hands I stay, in agony
My heart is burning with expectancy
That he’ll awake and smiling reach for me
And whisk me to MY dreamland fantasy

For now I will await that blessed time
When man child wakes and makes me feel sublime

Eileen Manassian

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Field in Retrospect

There’s a path of flowers I glide across Such a beautiful color made of gloss Orange pieces of delight made to pass Within this meadow that is long to last The blades of grass are surely tall with pride Turning colors from green to brown inside There’s a lone tree in the sight of the field Where orange and red leaves become its build Flowers impact this field in retrospect Looking at it from my past with respect Power of the flower is prominent Secure in my heart which is dominant Orange is the color of the plant’s choice Field is glad of their presence, they rejoice
Russell Sivey

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What Is Love

You ask me to explain what is love,
To my eyes, love is dead, it does not exist.
You say love is gentle as a soft dove
To me love is something I do not miss.

You say love is as beautiful as a rose,
But to my eyes, love is a waste of time.
You say love is eternal as a pose,
I say love will never, ever be mine.

You say love is a passion that I need,
But to me, love is just an illusion.
You say love is like a beautiful deed.
I choose not to believe this delusion.

You can’t live without my love any more
Then is your love something I should ignore?

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The Peacock's Dance

It’s raining, it’s raining  
Come see the peacock dance  
How beautiful it looks   
With its  wings that look like small, feathery fans  

When it starts to rain   
It’s beautiful to see the peacocks dance  
We love to gaze at the beautiful sight  
And do not want to miss the chance  
It’s such a wonder  
To see them dance so gracefully  
That we should accept to surrender  
Our pride when we see them dance  
We should not cut tress  
So that we can see them dance in peace  

Benedict(8 years)

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Oblivion mind,
wandering in thoughts.
Idiotic smile,
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love

Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No fear ... no shame ... no games
This is love

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Dressage Rider

Dressage Rider

O for the skills to calm a flighty horse.
Compact its trombone limbs with reins and legs.
Exact perfection without noticeable force,
all trouble and delight that beauty begs.

One horse, one rider, indivisible;
sky-born with earth-bound duty to endorse.
Control from legs and seat must be invisible,
obeying smooth transitions on the course.

Struck by awe, crowds watch, as in a trance
a pleasure trip controlled by aids precise.
Such liveliness contained in equine dance,
by what divine device - this Paradise?

Each discipline involved must scarce be seen.
Before our eyes must seem a floating dream.

Suzanne Delaney

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Way We Live

Culture is beautiful when expressed in the right light 
It is the drum we walk to, dance to
Everyday down city corner streets
It is the obstacles we walk through, run through
Everyday common as the passing faces we see

It is the temptation we indulge in, survive in
Everyday it rises 
like the sun 
and sets over horizons
It is the songs we hum to, succumb to
Everyday on the mornin' radio
constantly setting the mood 
givin' that vision to our way of life

Beautiful culture yields to beautiful life

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Beautiful Redhead aka: Irish Princess

 Dating a beautiful redhead girl will be the greatest moment of my life. She’s like an Irish princess, even better. Her hair is so red, it’s as if she’s on fire. Her beautiful eyes are like a pair of emerald gems when I look at them. And her pale skin is as beautiful as pure, white snow. It seems to me that all attractive redheads are amazing, and most of all, they’re down to Earth. This redhead is also like a beautiful, Irish Princess, even from the Emerald Isle (Ireland). I never dated an attractive redheaded girl before, but it’s about time that I did. Plus, there are other beautiful redheads who are famous, like Kay and Danielle Panabaker, Emma Stone, Hayley Williams, Lindsay Lohan, Lily Cole, and others. Not to mention Julienne Moore, even though she’s happily married. I wouldn’t mind dating a beautiful redhead, but she has to be from the U.S. or Ireland. She’s like that redheaded warrior from Brave. She’ll be my Irish Princess one day (Irish girlfriend), and I’ll be her American prince (American beau). I say, if I were to get into a serious relationship with this attractive redhead, I won’t break her heart; I’d also be honest and truthful to her. I know that female redheads are sensitive and I also know that she doesn’t want to be brokenhearted. All I know is that if I fall in love with a redhead girl and I become infatuated with her, there’s just no telling.

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Beautiful Lies

Beautiful Lies

One beautiful lie , an unvoiced sonnet
Words veiled with a crime that steals my hearts last beat
Slow turn of your mood shows me disquiet
With kisses warm and vulgar with deceit.

One pulse stills, our love was not the one love,
Just remains of a lukewarm cup of tea.
You steep and brood, one pineing the lost dove.
My broken wing lame, I fall into the sea.

Beautiful lies, my heart begs for your fires
To hear the words forged my way by anvil
Beautiful lies, hope grows dim and expires
Waiting for judgment by divine gavel

Tremble my lips , tears fall dry from my eyes
Protect me from madness, beautiful lies.

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A Wonderful Day Afishin'

A Wonderful Day Afishin'

 A wonderful day fishing, frying fish in the pan
 logs sweetly burning, smokey smells of delight
 Lake nearly perfect , a pond in God's opened hand
 feast soon to start a beautiful camping night!

 That monster fish that easily broke your rod tip
 set a memory to be recalled decades from now
 As recollections in old age our minds eagerly dip
 mental pictures the where , when , why and how!

 This night shall hold us in a very deep embrace
 join me in a toast to a future so fine and sweet
 Singing of happiness , joy and your smiling face
 memories, good times, wine and fish to eat!

 A wonderful day fishing, so very hard to beat
 Nature's offering, magnificent trout to eat!

 June -09- 1978
 Robert J. Lindley

 I wrote this decades ago. My fishing partner was a fine
 lady that I almost married! Sadly she passed away back in 
 May of 2005... She had married and had a grown daughter 
 in college. I hadn't had contact with her in well over 
 22 years. Still it was a sad day for me upon 
 learning of her death...

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Beautiful Lie

Beauty always seen by  the beholder 
That’s what I have read and always believed
When someone is sad and needs a shoulder
Don’t knock them back with words you can’t retrieve

They may be plain of face, but pure within
Eyes might not sit right or nose all askew
Being ugly would you say was a sin
Have you ever thought what they think of you

So before you say that beautiful lie
Put a smile on your face to make it true
Look into their eyes and say with a sigh
You are so beautiful and I love you

Remember beauty fades when of the skin
Real beauty is always shining within

a shakespearian sonnet    dated   10/12/2012

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In Gods Eyes

The girl in the corner 
With her headphones in
 To drown out the voices 
Screaming "your too ugly, your too thin". 
The girl that wipes away
 the tears in her eyes
Who hides her broken heart
Behind fake smiles and lies.
The girl who's always laughed at 
because she is "unique" 
One day you will realize
 that little girl is me. 
And one day I wont be laughed at 
For being different or unique 
Because one day ill be wearing 
A pair of angel wings.
In Gods eyes were all perfect
There's nothing wrong with that
And the day I go to heaven
Ill stop getting laughed at.

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Moon of my Life

As your eyes face the light,
Angels roar in sheer delight,
Hymns of prowess fill the air,
A life is born to slay despair

Hear the winds, dance and breathe,
Feel their joyous, tender breeze,
Watch the moon smile and pray,
For the moon, was born today

As the golden bricks join hands,
While building us our kingdom’s lands,
Watch as fate embraces our souls,
And gets our hearts in love to fall

Listen close, as our hearts concord,
Three hundred beats, so far ignored,
Touch my hand, feel its veins dance,
Behold as my soul is enthralled and tranced

Oh moon of my life, let’s not lament,
Bathe your skin in your man’s scent,
Wear his lips as your sceptre and crown,
Dive in my blood, and you shan't drown

I look for words but words betray,
And so I’ll ask, I’ll ask away,
I shan't ask for affection,
Nor shall I for fame,
But I wrote my name on your lips
May I kiss my name?

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Conceived in darkness far from land Such beauty from a piece of sand Bathed in the arms of the emerald sea Marvelous that the pearl came to be Luster heightens through the years Perhaps softened by my lady's tears Once nestled in her gilded chest On red velvet they safely rest She cradled them in her gentle hand Each one held by a silken strand Then falling 'neath her auburn hair A gift from nature hanging there The pearl's beauty we do embrace Such a simple gem of lasting grace

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MY HEART IN YOUR HOMELAND Cupid must have been busy he forgot my heart, And so instead of a man I've fallen in love, it is in the mountain ranges my eyes dart. Sweet, the giddy puffy white clouds above outstretch his arms to share a shady luff amongst swarming emerald Spruce that skirt 'round the silky slopes-- like some gloves. Down quiet is the Loch that stretches its girt of lucidity allowing passerby's to see pert Salmon and Trout dancing playfully below, Delighting both my eyes and so my smart, a fishing rod, I want to slowly low. This nature's wonder, I behold for free soon, I surely want to share with my honeybee. Some bumpy, some smooth are the long winding roads One day along my ride, I say hello to this Adonis man Easy as one, two and three our talks-- climb and flowed Excluded in my plan, wow! Our love story began... Cascading soft and longer is our attention span so velvet then is the glowing blow of our said hello. No longer, I desire Japan but be home in your land as to the World's theatre we want to show, our love like barley seed it sprouted and it grow! Bright yellow bloom it is while us, a fever red of fruitful trust and hopeful tomorrows. . . May we never bleed then later be shred, instead, like the Spruce wrap 'round the slopes together we will hold hands to boldly cope and lope. _____________________________________________________________ ©O. E. Guillermo 10:31 pm, January 19, 2015

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Out of the dark, you'll hear my whistling,
this night bird searching out the heart of you,
who knows the song is you, and meant to sing,
and I, who feel your words, forever do.

In love am I, with all you'll ever be,
though you don't even count me as a friend,
I come and go, throughout your life, 'tis me,
you'll only know as steady, to your end.

This night bird knows the deep inside your breast,
your secrets never shared with anyone,
each tiny pain, you've thought to be a test,
each answer from each question--Life goes on.

         Out of the dark, you'll feel me spread my wings,
           In love with loving you, and what it brings.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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                      Beautiful Lies

        Gazing on your beloved face sublime,
        Love’s mist reflection blazes in your eyes--
        Because I know I have so little time,
        I whisper kisses with the same old lies.
        Each time I vow that I will never leave.
        Tho caught again bereft that I must go.
        The simple truth too cruel to believe
        And hiding truth retains our lovers’ glow.
        Reality is killer to love’s plans,
        No matter how both lovers promised true.
        No man's vision has passion more consumed
        Than my yearning eyes nourished sight of you.
               You slept---and I slipped silent through the door--
               Donned uniform and headed back to war.

 written 12/10/2012  (alternate ending for the 21st centuray average man)

                         Beautiful Lies

        Gazing on your beloved face sublime,
        Love’s mist reflection blazes in your eyes--
        Because I know I have so little time,
        I whisper kisses with the same old lies.
        Each time I vow that I will never leave.
        Tho caught again bereft that I must go.
        The simple truth too cruel to believe
        And hiding truth retains our lovers’ glow.
        Reality is killer to love’s plans,
        No matter how both lovers promised true.
        No man's vision has passion more consumed
        Than my yearning eyes nourished sights of you.
               She sleeps---and I sneak silent through the door--
               Now dare to seek the playoff football score.

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Yesterday's Joy

To find youth has fled, to see the years pass
While we move through time that's stationary
and as we dream in its reflecting glass
The mind grows older and sedentary
Yesterday's ghosts haunt us in defiance
As they ring our heart's bell to hear it chime
Recalling memories, breaking silence
Whisper vibrations with untethered rhyme
Life and time come to see dusk and dawn merge
and enter a world of twilight in peace
To feel the universe within converge
These calling ghosts with their tentacles cease

To grasp moments in the memories held
To grow old as years pass, unparalled

contest Pick a Title..Yesterday's Joy

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Who loves you more than I

Who loves you more than I?
The sun rises as you wake,
stars fire brighter in the sky,
the wind blows over the lake, 
nature forgets its daily tasks  
as you sleep a timeless sleep,
I see angels wearing masks 
to hide tears as they weep.
You smile unwary of this.
A dream that is only a dream
lead me to wander amiss 
with no aid of your eyes’ beam…
Who loves you more than I
Who loves you more than I…

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Nice Diamonds

I guess you could say I was more than just devoted
I guess I could say I was your true friend till the end
Like every Soldier never left a fellow Soldier on the Battlefield
That's not how we do this
And when I seen you in a predictament I could'nt help it
I guess it was my own fault
I guess we had to really be selfish 
Never acting out of kindness
Always bashing on each other cause we're so angry
and frustrated at the way that life is 
And I know that he's not really like me
He could never replace me
That's okay - I left - I had to leave
It was'nt my fault, I guess you could say it was all part of my destiny
Cause if I did'nt feel the pain and I did'nt experience the hardships
How could I sit here and give you anything heartfelt
Of course every since I was knee high
I have suffered more than many, many, many times
And many lives and many sufferings 
And many pains from many mothers
That was born and the child was stillborn
But he was still formed and his heart throbbed
But we never seen it because the Life never breathe the air
And the oxygen just goes back it's like backdrafts
It's like I'm coming back and I'm bashing
I guess you could say in hell they tried to grab my soul so many times
That the devil - bad, real bad - like the Lord said He chosen me
Like I got more demons they just coming over here
Falling and coming off people that's surounding me
That's okay stack em up\\\\\\\  Baby I got an Army of Angels
That's - why - I be on the beat
Be looking like - The Golden Streets
Th Mansion the Lord has for us
Yes I believe - I will receive - Eternity
Yes I believe God, He is Loving me 
And I tell you I'm the worst sinner
I'm the least of men
But Jesus said he'd be the greatest in The Kingdom Of Heaven
And I'd be happy just to be the custodion
Just to be the one, just to be the Janitor
To clean up the mess I made
I guess it would - take - many Eternity's just to clean it all up
And the pain I caused and the mistakes I made
And every thing I think about
I geuss you could say everything thing happens for a reason
Why? Don't tell me that
Don't try to break it down
Just make it simple like
Like I needed to be a simple man 
But I'm so complex and complicated
Just like the layers is!

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A sold-out house the excitement grows
Electric stage pumping music builds
He always brings spectacular shows
Awesome concerts since sixty-seven
The master artist his power wields
Sir Elton John, this crowd's in heaven

Power ballads of sweet rock and roll
Piano genius is in his hands
Rhythm and blues performance has soul
Mesmerizing fans for four decades
Three hour marathons for loyal fans
Flamboyant Brit in his famous shades 

A sold-out house the excitement grows
Power ballads of sweet rock and roll!

Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
Contest Name: Your Favorite Artist

Sonnet Poem
Written: 3-17-14

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There is no reason to be down and out. The sun still shines in the sky when raindrops. Smile now because this is your time to pop. We really want to hear your thoughts about… Life love joy rapture pleasure thrills bliss blessed There is cause to be irrefutable. You know the heights of life uplift others. Happiness esteems and solidifies. Each time you strive, you find that the world thrives. Uplift life elevate mind and inspire… There is purpose to take on; therefore, Give heart to another and cheer to the dishearten. Raise spirits to encourage deification of our creator through praise. Mother Earth is our celestial orbit. Peace seekers we are in spirit and truth. Love and harmony is for all dwellers. Let us join on native topography. Hold hands sing from the voice of the patriot Scale the endless strife of diversity To meander in our conflicting journeys So that our life is a religious nub, Which brings forth faith in the omnipotent. The crux of our essence edifies soul. Elucidation is magnetic force Mesmerizing all the people involved. We shout in our synagogues worship Via life force, which is cognizance. Oration heard from the heights of trouble. Just a closer walk with God was words voiced. A proclamation so great, tears came forth. I know the Lord exclaimed the choir from the balcony while others were praying in the aisles. Oh Lord have mercy on me. There was no doubt that salvation was there. The expression was that the Holy Ghost had entered. Utterance of faith is with all. An enduring completed through the works of God. How were the burdens taken to a place of repost? The Lord keeps me safe and warm. Through veneration and extol, prayer; praise; and worship heartens all. _________________________________|
PENNED JUNE 28, 2014! Written for a those who seek a greater determination....

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Thy Love

Thy love, which in dream's reality it does exist,
Gives meaning to my purpose in this life, 
Although I do resist, my heart does persist, 
For it desires thee to be my beautiful wife. 

Thy love breathes life into the dead inside of my heart, 
It conquers the v'st, blue ocean of my labyrinthine mind, 
And the fiery, red furnace of my passionate heart, 
And in the mid'st of n'ght our fates, intertwined. 

True love is a fearless warrior, invincible, 
Undying hope in the dark face of adversity, 
Although to mortal eyes, invisible,
It is irreproachable veracity. 

Extravagant treasures, I have none, 
But to my loving, caring heart, thee art the only one.

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Into the Sunlight

The black water rolls upon the dark sand
As the gold of twilight unveils its string
The soft reds and light grays start to command
And rise slowly, as the day tries to cling
The black of the sea is touched by the sun
To sink beneath where the sea and sky meet
And thin gray clouds stretch, as though thread fine spun
Weaving a tapestry for eyes to greet
To lay in the silent vastness and space
And capture beauty, to hold in the mind
To linger still, in memories embrace
A picture painted to always remind

How soft the vision, when colors convene
When Nature allows,when painting a scene


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Morning Song

Shall I compare thee to a singing bird?
Your song is more beautiful and light,
Gorgeous voice speaking with soft-spoken word,
Is the way one should wake into the bright.
The light of the day is welcomed in song,
All the while night waits for the sun’s rise,
And to wait for this seems all way too long,
 Although it’s worth it when I hear the prize.
As beautiful songs are sung in the air,
Your voice welcomes the light of the new day,
The tone rings through the dull space with no care,
The voice that nothing can ever replay.
The voice that’s more beautiful than a bird’s,
is unimaginable until heard.

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The The Arms Of An Angel

Once I looked into the eyes of an angel
Something I heard only happens in fables
Like they said, I felt only peace and love
And the softness of wings just like a dove.
Could something so perfect really be true?
For the pain of love was all that I knew.
Always hurting me and making me sad,
Taking away everything that I had.
But this was different, not nearly the same.
He scooped me up and out of the hot flames.
That ruined me then, but not again
For i was happier than I had once been
Warm in the arms of my fair, sweet angel.
Tucked in the warmth of my fairy tale

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One Soul

Stones crash and shatter
Architecture annihilated 
Atrophy lie their empire
Fated souls separated

Nomadic in pursuit
Forlorn hearts in quest
Amour of absolute
A lifetime possessed

Dimensions of eternity
They cry into space
Dreaming of a fantasy
Fading memory of an embrace

A fated meeting binds them whole
Two halves, of one soul

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Bang spectrum of Confetti start the celebration! Rosy majorettes clad in brick red whistle thrice, Golden tassel batons toss and fly, greets sky! Her comrade increase the feat heat synchronization, Thunder cheers flood alongside adding spice. Beginning their flamboyant rhythm and blues sound Are black and white drum and bugle epic vibrations. Come in well coordinated act: all nice Loud gigantic flowered covered floats in slow motion Meatball, the big brown bear, pop and arise, ''Catching the Big one'', orange fish rolls down, Sweet fragrance of roses afloat around. Yellow haired boy from ''Sea of Surprises'', drown the frown. Tempted eyes, ears, nose and feet in joyous heights!
(c)Olive Eloisa 11:45pm June 26, 2014 Originally entitled: COLOURS for the contest Colours of Shadow Hamilton placed 4th.. :) Note: Inspired by "Tournament of Roses Parade". During New Year's Time, me and my mom views this telecasted tournament.. :) I love the creativity and the great imagination of the rose float creators..:D!!! This is held annually in California, USA sponsored by Honda. How wonderful it is if this seen live.. :)! On my readings, each year there is a theme to inspire the creators. The first ever theme was about Patriotism, this year: "Dreams come True" and next year: "Inspiring Stories".

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Eyes in a space

This plumly;yield of temperent night,sirs and ladies
Esoterick flooms,buded;tyrant pees_shy faces?
This plain;ungraph of seremic light,ties and lads
Egoscentric moons,burreld;silent tears_passionate likes?


                                            are light

These mailing men,obscure bloosom
blind date;dalnty da dady,mumzy laugh
The maiming todlers,abstract geese_goose
change of thought:My remnant sigh?

eye meets sight
eyes as they sigh

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Owls, Silent Magic In Flight

Owls, Silent Magic In Flight

Owls in flight glide so deadly silent
 prey dies so quickly and violent
Claws just as sharp as a razor knife
 nightime is the owl's hooting life!

Resting in tall trees in the hollow
 the night's moon they have to follow
No shrieks as they swoop down on prey
 owl's eating demands business not play!

A beauty shines with feathers and eyes
 smooth flight in dark forested skies
Owls are held to be old and very wise
 to love and admire if one simply tries!

A treasure to love and attempt to protect
Tragic if we fail due to ignorance and neglect!


Night Owl - Poetry Contest
Sponsor -Kelly Deschler

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love story two

A Love Story 2
Huelva and the Golf of Cadiz and it was August and in the town 
there were laud music and rockets in the air. I had met a gypsy girl
 she wore a white blouse and a red long skirt she wore no shoes 
her feet brown and dusty. Back then I smoked cigarettes- chesterfield- 
they were supposed to be upmarket compared to Camel cigarettes; 
even then I wanted to be different, a cook who could read
 She admired my Ronson lighter it was expensive and no one on 
the ship had a lighter that classy.

She clicked the lighter a few times how she coveted it, but I was 
surprised when she suddenly ran away. I thought she ran for fun, 
 she would come back: she didn´t. Later I saw her she was with two 
gypsy boys and I dared not say anything. I walked back on board, 
borrowed a box of matches sat in my cabin smoking and dreaming 
of her beautiful eyes.  

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Keep on like you do

I love our conversations day to day
I laugh at the awkwardness in the hall
I love how you are mine, my sweet blue jay
If this were a movie the snow would fall

The perfect scene that everyone desires
The paramount picture movie nights out
I love that this love does not require
Sadness and despair, the miserable pout

I want to see you as you always are
I want to laugh and share my memories
So you call to me, and I won’t be far
I want to cheer and hear your melodies

For it is a rose in any other name
I am foolish, but who am I to blame?

New found friendship in the darkest areas
But it’s not like we are from dark places
You are the light that disrupts hysteria
There’s no need to hide under fake faces

Thank you, my search for that place is finished
That place where loneliness finally dies
That place where joy is, as it should, cherished
That place where despair meets its true demise

I no longer have to travel today
To travel to that place where sadness ends
Because I have found that place, my blue jay
So from now on, what we do shall depend

Shall we travel together tomorrow
To keep fighting everlasting sorrow

What I say and do I mean completely
What I say to you I mean with honesty
But Please do not take my words so feebly
Don’t shrink in front of the face of modesty

You are marvellous, true in every way
You are graceful, so keep dancing like you
You are beautiful, so smile my blue jay
Smile and I shall be marvellous with you

Please take my words to heart, never forget
They are nothing but spectators tonight
You are the main attraction, don’t leave yet
You will rock, no need to be polite right?

You are awesome in each and every way
You are pretty no matter what they say

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This hour is oh, so beautiful
I sit, and I devour it all
As silence fills my heart and soul
This sunset makes me feel so whole.

I watch the sun approach the ocean
Absorbed I am in deep devotion
As I see it melt into the sea
And oh, the joy, the mystery!

The sky fills up with orange hue
It’s lost its color, azure blue
And as the sun drowns in the sea
This beauty, how it touches me

The orange hue grows deep, then dies
Bringing darkness to the skies
As birds sing out there goodnight song
To tell the silence ‘Day is gone’

I sit and ponder on this show
Then leave it all, and home I go.

29 June 2014 @ 1337hrs.


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Beautiful lies

Dry tears flowing from our little eyes
That is the hearts way of bleeding when hurt
When it has asked too much of the why me,
Tears seem its only leeway left to turn.

Everyone knew our hearts were broken
Or at least that is what I made them believe
I can’t let the joy below to be known
Or how do you think they will see me

The traps was laid and meant to catch all of us
But luck smiled on me and I escaped it
With that look in their eyes, I took the fall
And told them we are together in it

Making them not to feel bad was the plan
What are friends meant for than to understand?

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The Broken Girl-not me

Is my life not tortured enough for you to see? 
I am broken as can be. 
My heart is torn. 
My tears stain these perfect floors.  
Why are singing with glee? 
Why do you not care about my every plea? 
I am trapped in your arms. 
I am the hopeless moth. 
How did you pick me? 
What is it that you see? 
A girl untouched by life? 
A flower blooming in the desert? 
I have said goodbye to my loving integrity.  
You took that from me through R-A-P-E.

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Immortal Love

Tease, tempt and test, my love. And I shall react,
Reach and reign, my love. Give me guidance, lest
I wander, substituting lust for authenticity. 
Inscribe your insignia upon my soul. Lay claim to
Love, as if to sigh your last breath, for I’m 
Embedded in the substratum of your spirit. Thus, 
Spoil me with your matrix. Entice me with your 
Charms. And I shall titillate, tantalize, and satiate 
Your person, for mutual seduction is the art of 
Lovers, and we have loved since the days of 
Genesis. Thus, ours is immortal, my love, extant 
As an apocrypha, but hidden as the root of 
Eternity. Let manifest the fruits of love, for we are
Bonded as the pillars of a shelter, destined for love.    

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Heavens Doorway

Heavens Doorway

A woman conceives and then gives birth
Lifes a beautiful blessing here on earth
Time goes by and you grow old
Your soul leaves your body, a new beginning unfolds

Gently flowing in this beautiful garden
I hear the sounds of musical organs
Sweet smells of jasmine and honeysucke
Everything around here shimmers and sparkles

The road ahead is paved with gold
The blazing light, I fall to my knees and behold
The Son sitteth at the right side of the Father
Angels, family members greet me together

Beautiful pearly gates they open wide
The Father say " Job well done, enter inside"
The love and peace is so overwhelming
Todays a new life, a new beginning

Written by:  Debra M. Falgout

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daffodils spinning heads wind scents lovely smell
     roses bedded different accent emphasizes
tulips are so colorful and bright accentuate
     élites amongst the bushes and scrubs 
placed on the table in budvases to adorn
     treasures at this June garden party
PENNED ON JUNE 29, 2014!

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~Not Enough Time~ (Sonnet) They say she had everything to live for Did she? Perhaps, if she would had time more But in the end that wasn't just meant to be She was beautiful, like a rose, alone. Her mere presence like a star always shone Yet, like star from heaven one night was gone She fell. Her beauty 'mong mortals was lost Still, she walks this earth with gracefulness most Death! O Death! With his fatal kiss took her 'way Death had his way when for her came that day She seemed had it all, but, time she had not That ,still she had everything to live for Perhaps she did, wonder if just had more Time, but that was something she had more not. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 December,20,2014

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The lips that kissed these tiled floors
now split to cough out damp clay dust.
Gathered in excited lungs, to build and mold forever more
under thatched roof of ripped canvas. Must

the strings that hold your heart in tune
be plucked free to dance upon the unknown noise.
That rings from peach sky mornings to hushed afternoon
in the sparrows song. Like the toys

that teach creation, Paintbrush’s whispering tongue
kisses white with every stroke. Scream
forth in colorful kindling that rung
your secrets in the wind, leaving dry lungs to dream

for knowledge as it seeps from tree rings,
the life sap frozen in amber wings.

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The Poet and the Player

The poet met the player in summer
When the days are long and the roses bloom
She rhymed the word summer with lover
And he smiled as his strings he tuned

The poet loved the player in autumn
When the trees turn as golden as sunbeams
And the player strummed and sang of freedom
And the poet compared him to a dream

The poet missed the player in winter
When distances seem to grow with the cold
There's much merit in words, but cold fingers
Do so beg for a lover's hand to hold

But the poet gave the player her heart
And that is the way the sweetest songs start

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things fall 
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     On the celestial equator she sits.
     A splendor to the zodiacal constellation, she is due south.
As starry as he can be,  Ursa Major (The Big Dipper) is 
     her neighbor.
As her picture unfolds, a spike of grain she holds.

     Epithet is the Mother of God.
     Her spiritual bond sanctifies all.
Her tender love is shown,
as God so loved the world.

     An astrophysical being is a twilight of beauty.
So astral and metaphysical, she is truly beautiful.
Holding her offerings, she pauses.

     A pictorial of exquisite art this woman is.
In moral excellence, she resides ecliptic in the sky.
Virgo, the Virgin, is the most beautiful zodiac sign.
PENNED ON JULY 05, 2014!

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I Wrote Just For You

I Wrote Just For You

I wrote a song for you my precious life
four years courtship and now my wife
Your love and spirit now sweetly sings
removing the former pains and deepened stings

I wrote a poem for you my sweetest love
ten years together my little coo'ing dove
Your gentleness and ardor still inspires
the flames to leap in renewed heart's fires

I wrote a letter to be delivered some day
after life ceases , my spirit can not stay
Your treasure you so joyously gave to me
I will be waiting under Heaven's great tree

Heaven's fold holds a place for your spirit
sings a very special song for you, can you hear it

Robert J. Lindley , 07-10-2014

Dedicated to my wife, my life and all she inspires 
and does for me every second of every day..

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Living in Paris as un homme du monde*
searching for la belle dame* strolling
by the Seine dreaming of stars gliding...
when she starts her swift danse macabre*,
to forget she was a famous femme savante.*
In autres temps,* Marie was a beauty:
who conquered wealthy men in France and Italy...
her soprano's voice stunned them in each scene!
Ma belle Marie,* tout le monde*: from New York to Paris,
went wild applauding you in elegant Opera Houses!
Ma belle Marie,* you savored success and riches, hating the baby in your womb;
and not being satisfied, you attempted to mercilessly destroy two lives! 
Ma belle Marie,* get rid of that vile thought...replace it with thankful payers!
I came to Paris to be un homme du monde,* not to put flowers on your tomb!

un homme du monde: a sophisticated man
la belle dame: the beautiful lady
danse macabre: dance of death
femme savante: learned and cultured woman
autres temps: other times
ma belle Marie: my beautiful Marie
tout le monde: everybody

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A beautiful, beautiful girl you are
Who are you and why do others see you
Except me, I do not I see ugly
I see a girl who is worn and is torn
I constantly wish to meet this beauty
It seems she is afraid to come forward
Day in and Day out I pray endlessly
I pray she lets free and I encounter
A game of hide and seek is all she knows
Frustrated I scream where are you goddess
Looking in a mirror I see her face
The beautiful girl is me I am her
How could I be so blind and so naïve?
A flower has blossomed that flower me.
I am beautiful, I am a goddess.

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Know This My Lover

Know This My Lover

Darling, pray that our love does not fade
 the flower of desire blooms in a deep blush
Amongst passions planted and firmly laid
 in secret interludes and whispering hush

My sweetheart, sing again our heart's song
 with that angel voice so Heavenly made
Laced with sweet purity , flowers so strong
 rainbow colors with stems of the greenest jade

My lover, remember the secret places that we love
 the deep wooded cabin , the cliff hanging above
Rejoice in the climb to such heavenly heights
 the sweet moans that shattered the silent night

My woman, know your heart and love are returned
My princess, our passion forever will be burned

Robert J. Lindley , 07-20-2014

This just woke me up from sleep. Had to bang it down 
before I forget any of it!!
Has been a couple years since this happened and that 
write only my wife has read as it is too racy to opening 
This one is much tamer, which means I am either getting
 older, lazier or more complacent!
None of the three inspires me but something sure inspired 
this late night , wake the hell up write!!!!

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 Early jungle makes me a desire
To be alone in the belly of our dear beautiful mother
Because our growing up is such and irony
Which made me rejoiced each moment this time
That wishes were never allowed to be rose
For men of wrong mind to buy
There in my childhood irony moment
We fought as if it is created share hatred
We wish for all except one that pays a little pain
For i held back from all
As all held back from me and other all
Indeed, people taught that our life is a share pain
A sore injury to the world of love
Because i loved each moment my brother bleed from our father’s hell
I went behind the scene to celebrate my goal
kindly, the moment is always become
As i happily shun and damn the future
... who did you think you are with my future
I sometimes ignorantly murmur as a child
In my little kingdom emptiness, i rejoice in the brothers pain
A little hatred of thee, a more love of me
I love each time i am loved alone
To hate thee by my blood and cause sheepishly i became and honour
As this irony grows into something still ironic
I wish my pain could allow my pen speak plain
To cry such an awesome deep and sore blood
At each moment the rain of thee bath me thoroughly
To see thee share all to have me clothed
To borrow from the enemy to have me homed
even to lose all from the gods to make sure that i have all from the goddess
The brother even stole to have me meal
More like the blood and doing of the mother, it shared abroad
As brothers all lie to have me protected
 Much illiterate to make me the literate king
Oh bleed me death less i say this pain of love
Sisters risk of the night, the horror evil men to see a smile in this lips of mine
That i wish never remember the selfish boyhoodness
Ay! How i see my brother’s cry in his desolation
Not for him or for his little joy
But for the pain of a dear brother
To save all only to loose all to life a brother
Its pain of the ugly moment in a close death
It was determined and death paid of thee
But the brother and sister’s coming death
Woke brothers will up, sisters ghost down
I need to save my brother
Leave my life to save my brother
And take it once his breath is back
There the sacrifice of a dear brother made me desire
Never a child as this in my next world
Because you are a brother, a beautiful brother
A sister, very handsome sister that i hold dearest to my breath
And love dearest to my heart beat

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Uplifting---A Sunset

Along the shore a red feathered sunset
As the sun falls into amber silence
To leave the day's beautiful epithet
The eyes turn peaceful in compliance
Shall I stay until the coming of night
And know that time is the birthing of dawn
Holding close dying pictures of splayed light
On the weathered shore I now stand upon
To find beauty and see it quietly
To be part of the moment when it's shown
Allow a pause and enter silently
And stand with elegance in jeweled tone

To be cradled by awe under the sky
And feel its passing with a deeper sigh


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Beautiful Things

Today I’ll go to the galleria,
To shop for "small" precious beautiful things 
A ring, a necklace, and a tiara, 
That will totally pull at my heartstrings. 

I’ll meet a friend at the pizzeria. 
Before that, I have to get that new dress.
Shoes and bag to match - ala Senora, 
My look, surely my friend will be impressed.

On my way to buy my favorite things, 
A resplendent flower cloaked me with awe,
The stranger’s sweet smile meant everything,
Heartwarming was the gaze the lovers threw,

Utterly wonderful delights! Me thinks.
They are just simple, but beautiful things!


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My Gal, Blue Bonnet, Black Hair

My Gal, Blue Bonnet, Black Hair

My gal, jet black hair and a blue bonnet
writing her a golden little sonnet
Just a few nice words to sweetly say this
to the lady that gave truest ever kiss

Give kisses, many more, forever more
I long for and do happily keep score
Hold me so tightly in the deepest night
You glowing radiance , the sunshine's light

Morning brings the pleasure of you there
lights are bouncing upon your smile and hair
Day gifts your soft touch to lift me up
time spent filling our sweetest loving cup

My gal, blue bonnet and long jet black hair
you are my ALL, knowing you truly care!

Robert J. Lindley, 08-18-2014

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In her eyes....

In her eyes I did find,the soul of life
in every glance of her,the happiness of life.

So beautiful so serene so calm yet confident,
makes me feel relaxed,whenever i over vent.

Every glance of hers tells me something,
which only I can feel with she being the icing.

The love of my life is hidden in her eyes,
ever so beautiful even if she cries.

The peace of my soul comes in my dreams,
staring from her eyes ,as radiant as it always seems.

Left alone from the world,lost in her eyes,
forgetting everything around ,even the vast blue skies.

In her eyes I did find,the soul of my life,
even heaven seems small for this happiness of my life

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The Harlot

No one you may ask today remembers her exact and true name
As for her beauty, some may question, Is she an angel or a goddess
Her flowing gowns were of the finest satin, like those worn by a countess
Many of you may inquire and scorn her with your righteous blame
For her work required a moral destitute of character, a disregard of shame
A sacrifice of her heart, was one of the heaviest cost of her caress
Her bruised and battered body and her hair a tattered mess
Today, however of her only the numerous blissful smiles of men remain

For she was a master of whispers, a spell spinster, a conjurer of lustful lies
She offered them her body, her affection, her tenderness, for a modest fee
How many a night her suitors enjoyed her flesh, as echoed in their cries
She smiled, she swayed, and she sashayed, like a sensual seductive sea
Sadly, no doubt, the love she certainly wished for, she never would realize?
If only they knew, to feed her child, for what greater love a mother could there be

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Fate and Soulmates

Our Love is Fate, like Rain and Rain Forest.

We have met before, yet not in this Life.

Not yet my Dear, but will be my Dearest.

I will hold you in warmth and shed you Light.

You Blessed my Heart with your Beautiful Eyes,

It locked me in the most Beautiful Dream.

My Love for you will never cease to rise,

For Love is a Treasure, for Two Human-Beings.

Now a week long, my Love will depart,

But there is no moment we feel, alone.

For Time, Space, and Fate, Can't hold us apart,

Cause Soulmates are real, I have found my own.

We have Time to see what Time will bring,

In Hopes, You My Queen and I Your True King.

...Dedicated to my Love, 02/14/15...

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Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

A write for such a very fine night
echoes drifted in as day lost light
Whispers of former days with sweet gals
partying with my old longtime pals!

Thoughts of future days so far away
living each minute no thought to pay
Life, love and fortune always to be had
we that raced about quite crazy and bad!

Thrills of love lost in it's sad stings
pretty gals angling for a wedding ring
Memories of so many pretty eyes and faces
sexy girls, sexy legs and pretty laces!

Wild were the times of we Southern boys
gone are the days of guns, cars and those sweet ,fast toys....

Robert J. Lindley  07-15-2014

A wild youth remembered by a now very settled old man... 
note: "toys"  has a double meaning..

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Language of the English Iris

Language is a virus 
That lives in our soul. 
That grows like an English Iris, 
With no self-control. 

Language is like the wind 
It billows and blows. 
It flows till the end 
and it grows and grows. 

Language is like love 
That comes from within 
That flies with the dove 
and cant stop its spin. 

Language is a Virus 
That grows like an English iris. 

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Hispanic Girl's Love Poem

Loving a beautiful Hispanic girl will be the greatest moment of my life. It seems that all
Hispanic girls are beautiful angels. Not only is this Hispanic girl is as beautiful as the
rest of the Hispanic girls, she's cute, too. When I saw this beautiful Hispanic girl, i
had butterflies in my stomach. But when this attractive Hispanic angel had entered in my
life, I had a gut feeling about this moment. This Hispanic girl is the sun that shines
daylight, the moon that appears at night, and my shining star. I find her very attractive.
And her black and multicolored hair is so smooth and silk, it's like holding a soft cloth
that was made in Persia or India. She's the best thing that has ever happened to me. If
this Hispanic girl were to be my real life girlfriend, then I'd show her a good time: I'd
take her out to dinner, take her to the movies, and/or a walk in the park. I see this
beautiful, attractive Hispanic girl as my friend, my soon-to-be girlfriend, my wife, and
the mother of my children.  Me and this girl are meant to be together. And if fate brought
both of us in the same room at the same place and we fall in love with each other, then
there's no turning back.

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Garden Party-contest

The table clothes look like Queen Anne's lace.
Red and white roses in the flower vase.
Under the table your hand holds on to mine.
Two long stem glasses of blueberry wine.
A cheesecake desert made by Sara Lee.
You have made a princess out of me.
The lilacs in bloom bring bright bumble bees.
The shades of green from all the oak trees.
I even love how the dandelions sway.
We put on Sinatra and dance away.
The cd skips and we just skip along.
Waiting for our next romantic love song.
You have treasured me with this beautiful day.
Even the hummingbirds had come out to play.

For Contest: Garden Party
Hosted By: Cyndi MacMillian

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common ailment

A Common Ailment

Eleven o´clock in the forenoon I had been to my 
doctor and was going into the nearest cafe for
a coffee, but soon the city dwellers filled the place 
with the smell of unmade beds, uncombed hair
and the despair of lonely nights. The fresh bun I was
 eating absorbed it all and I could not eat it.
Many people live in cold rooms, have no gas and
kitchens are full dirty pots and pans.

Apathy sets in personal hygiene suffers, why bother?
Sleeping in the same beddings for weeks, socks and
underwear grimy and soiled, which results in fatigue
of the mind . Self-esteem is replaced by self-loathing, 
unless someone speaks up or bangs pot lids together
their life will be short, empty of pleasure and light. 

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A Joyous Trek

A Joyous Trek 

An afternoon spent walking the trails
Nature triumphs where city life fails
A short drive to Wapanocca Refuge today
had to let my inner child out to play

First trail snaked out to a lovely pond
saw the ducks of which I am so fond
Up around another very scenic bend
two deer bolted as if we were not friends

This cool day had the turtles out sunning
the squirrels playing, the lizards a running
All seemed to be listening to Nature's tune
Mid July felt like cool morn in early June

A trek to ease a tired body and soul
serenity realized , sweet joy the goal

Robert J. Lindley , 07-17-2014

Wapanocca NWR located 20 miles northwest of Memphis, Tennessee, 
in Crittenden County, Arkansas was established in 1961 to provided
habitat for migrating and wintering waterfowl. The refuge is located 
four miles west of the Mississippi River and protected from the river
 by the river levee. Prior to establishment of the refuge, it was the
 site of the Wapanocca Outing Club which was formed in 1886. This was
 one of the oldest and most prestigious hunting clubs. The club managed
 for waterfowl and most of the lake was set aside as a waterfowl 

Today the refuge literally stands as a wildlife oasis in an 
agricultural sea. An excellent diversity of habitat exists comprised
 on mainly agricultural land, bottomland hardwood forest, early stage
 reforested hardwoods, open water and flooded cypress/willow swamp. 
Thirty small field impoundments totaling 190 acres have been developed
 for waterfowl in the agricultural area. Because of its strategic 
location in the heart of the Mississippi Flyway and the diverse 
habitat, the refuge is a prime wintering area for migratory waterfowl 
and a major stopping place for migrating warblers. Bald eagles, great
 blue herons, great egrets and anhingas nest on the refuge.

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Reflected Seduction

Seductress ! wilt thou steal away my serenity?
For thine skin, a zephyr upon mine touch!
Mine heart, held captive, in thy talons clutch.
Is it the intention of thee, to shackle my love?
As in the cage of the purest of Doves.
Mine sentience wavers,whilst caught within your gaze!
To thee, I am trapped,as a man wandering a maze!
Were I to utter reluctance,my words perjured be!

Enticed by thee, by thy radiant beauty!
Where once sagacious, is mine perplexity!
Were you to perpetrate, thine will upon my soul!
Thee would take refuge upon my sentient shoal.
Mine zeal is now becoming, a tempest for thee!
Hence, my sensuality, turns surreptitiously!

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Paradise for We

Paradise for We

My beautiful lady , my darling Estelle
sweet are the days while love rings it's bell
Paradise beckons our hearts as future opines
your beauty sings of roses and Blue Mountain pines

Heaven has now ventured down to this earth
a paradise it created with your goddess birth
Adding romantic, dancing clouds in glimmering sky
a gift, a blessing sent , nobody daring to ask why

The briefest look at your angelic smile
summoned bliss and heavenly love in greatest style
A world with roses, rainbows and purest bliss
heavenly delights our souls dare not ever miss

My darling, sing as you sit waiting for me
As I move heaven and earth to find paradise for WE!

Isaiah Zerbst , Contest Name -  A Poem in Paradise 
Submit one original poem on the theme of ..A Poem in Paradise.
 Your inspiration is the painting above, "In the Orangery," by 
Charles Edward Perugini.

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A Love Filled Dwelling

A Love Filled Dwelling

I sent my love to your waiting heart
 with hopes we live and never part
You sang back such sweet replies
 banishing dark clouds from my skies

I sent my great worries and cares
 we cried , lets climb those stairs
Up we went into a love entwined cloud
 no dire problems or worries allowed

You sent hope and glory into my life
 promises of faithful love as my wife
You then made our romance a blessed joy
 gifting us our treasure, our little boy

Never darling, shall I ever dare to forget
shared paradise came because you, you are the best 

Robert. J. Lindley , 07-25-2014

Relationship contest
Sponsor, Regina Riddle

note: pure truth in the telling,
my wife made our lives/family into a flowing paradise ,
in a LOVE FILLED HEAVEN we are now dwelling...

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Here I am talking about my everything

Here I'm talking about my core and its corollary. 
Here I'm talking about something,not something in such but everything. 
Here I'm talking about the woman,she is the woman of my dreams.
Here I'm talking about love,not love as just a word but the love of my life.
Here I'm talking about future,not future in general but one thing for sure I have in 
Here I'm talking about the one,not the one but the only one in a million.
Here I'm talking about beauty,she may not seem beautiful for you but she is the 
definition of beauty for me.

Here I'm talking about  a flower,yes she is my beautiful rose.
Here I'm talking about the daisy,she is the daisy because she dazzles me.
Here I'm talking about an angel,the angel of my soul.
Here I'm talking about the queen,she is the queen ruling in my heart.
Here I'm talking about my heart,my soul and the other part of my body.
Here I'm talking about my entire life. 
Here I'm talking about you baby-gal...

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Ancient Trees, Cast Your Spells

Ancient Trees, Cast Your Spells

O' where are the very ancient trees swaying
 moon beaming with band of coon hounds baying
Crystal nights casting shadows from tree to tree
 earth crying out so for man's spirit to just see

Olden glades that stir the heart's lovin' ardor
 make a man sing out and race on all the harder
Twisting undergrowth so magical in the making
 Nature's harvest sitting there just for the taking

'Call of the wild', leaping about each aging giant
 stirs man's heart to fire up to be brazenly defiant
Mighty woods standing against attacks by evil foes
 cuts and gashes upon ancient trunks everywhere shows

O' when will man's great follies ever dare to cease
Protect such aging beauties by giving ever sweet relief

Robert J. Lindley. 07-25-2014

Decades of Rampant Clearcutting in Our National Forests Is 
Ruining America's Last Wild Forests.
America was once covered with one billion acres of towering 
primeval forests.   These forests were teeming with plants
 and animals, a treasure-trove of evolutionary diversity 
and biological richness. Giant, centuries-old trees had 
trunkside and soared to the height of 30 story skyscrapers.  

In the past 500 years, aggressive logging and development
have destroyed over 95% of these original forests. 
The last remnants of America's virgin and natural forests,
 with their unique and irreplaceable life, reside mostly 
on our national forests. The 155 national forests cover a 
large portion of our country, an area about the size of
 California Oregon and Washington combined, and stretch 
from Alaska to Florida. Most states have at least one 
national forest.

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i feed on it

When I knew what triggers writing
Quite relieved, I fed on it, like twitching
To keep this tormenting treasure alive,
It‘d healed but still in it, I dive,
Ran over it again n again,
My blood sheds like the rain
But stared on it like a blind,
This catastrophe doesn’t need to remind,
An old melody is enough for me to be blown,
But now, yes these dried eyes don’t moan
This treasure of gone needs not to be awaken,
When mocked on lost charm, like bitten,
I just wear that smile, yes memory of compliments still fumbles,
Though dead, but not forgotten, it in my heart rumbles!

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There should be a doorway to love -
Some scabbard-hungry sabre to declare
What is not mine, is yours
Bawling infant of the bawdy air,
Trinketing loneliness into the poor’s
Ardent threshold set with jewels rare -
Beryl and ruby; a diamond lures
Only the owner and not the loved pair.

Be one with the child of my cures
You are, you are the authentic heir.
Be with me, child of the midnight hours,
Be thou my confession in the mode of care.
Love me to death, my own creative power,
Be my own child, beyond compare.

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Interpret my pronunciation or pronounce my interpretation

 I am convinced the stars reflect your eyes,
 Much like the moon does for the burning sun;
 If I'm correct our sun could never die,
 Until the day which to the Earth you shun.

 Let's watch the Earth set in the morning blaze,
 And dread the time when it begins to lift,
 Cuz in your light is where I want to stay
 And nighttime glow is such a deathly shift;

 Though all you carry is serenity,
 The moonlight determines an anxious flow.
 The world's desire Is your majesty,
 And limits cause our cold hearts to be sow'd.

 I would not find pride in self perfection
 Because you're beyond all of its tension

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Wondrous Words From Gifted Pens

Wondrous Words From Gifted Pens

Wondrous words flow from gifted pen
beautiful gifts from poetic hearts
A dear wish for such to never end
generous blessings that such words impart

A moment, a prayer to cast forth joy
a great crusade to help one and all
A pen well inked and ready to employ
thoughts of the soul both big and small

Poets astound and live, live to write
a lazy pen they must so often fight
Such is the trials of generous offers
drawn from spirits in poetic coffers!

Inspiration , heart , reason and rhyme
Often fight the brevity of needed time!

Robert J. Lindley  06-29-2014

A humble tribute to wonderful poets here and everywhere!
I am very pleased to offer this tribute to all poets and dedicate it to 
four very special friends I have made here that have so greatly helped and 
inspired me here!
Elly Wouterse, Peter and Vera Duggan and Carolyn Devonshire..... a special thanks and gift.

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It's something in the architecture
I see a face
Clear as looking at a picture
It looks at me in this place

The walls, they see everything
People trapped inside the paint
Shadows see everything
Every heart that you did taint

I'm trying to free them
Tour all the walls down
Thought that we could be friends
But now no one else is around

A place a building use to be
Just stands, exposed, me

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Symphony Of An Imaginative Harangue

Symphony Of An Imaginative Harangue

Shall we effect an escape into another realm
 sail a ship with another rascal at the helm
Leave this very decrepit tessellated scene
 abandon this desultory, tarnished sheen

Fly to Biarmaland with Dionysus in tow
 leap into Cockaigne as if we surely know
Gorias, Finias, Murias, and Falias elude
 the companionship of we so very rude

Shall we murmer ineffable oaths to praise
 journeys of mellifluous hearts set ablaze
Cast caution to the serendipitous winds
 seek to embrace happily our unctuous sins

Nay, life demands succulent treats be sought
Nary a concern of the sonorous cataclysm bought!

Robert J. Lindley, 08-13-2014

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Imagine Me Dead

Just a few hours ago I read your letter 
Explaining to me how you think you’d be better 
Off dead, that your life is no longer worth living 
You say you’ve done things that just aren’t worth forgiving 
The tears that you’ve cried, and the lies that you hide 
How they eat you inside with no one to confide in 
I want you to know that I’ve always been here 
Wanting only to guide you away from your fears 
If you’d only just let me I’d kiss all your tears 
away, you never gave me the chance to be near 
you. So please listen closely my words are sincere 
you would take part of me if you just disappeared 
a big piece of my heart that I could not replace 
along with memories that I could not erase 
like those moments when I brought a smile to your face 
you can NOT convince me that you’ve fallen from grace 
so before you give in take a look at yourself 
not the “you” who’s depended on somebody else 
to feel loved, to feel blessed, to feel beautiful inside 
take a look at the real “you” the one you’ve denied 
cause she’s screaming inside you “please open your eyes!” 
please look past this disguise you’ve created with lies 
there’s a beautiful soul within walls that you’ve built 
out of bricks of low self-esteem, anger, and guilt 
If you’d just let me in I could show you the real you 
with love, unconditional, love that could heal you 
before you listen to that voice in your head 
think of how you would feel if it was me instead 
could you live with yourself if you found me in bed 
with the sheets stained and soaked with the blood that I’ve bled? 
Please remember my face when you start to see red 
When you pick up that blade, just imagine me dead

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To Muse Or Not

To Muse Or Not

I write a new poem to stay spiritually free
no denying this wonderful urge in me
Sent from an invisible gifted and guiding muse
my body and willing mind she so cleverly use

I write to stay healthy and joyfully alert
a joy when ignored that so greatly hurts
O' love of life keep well my devoted muse
obedience to the whims of she that I choose

Standing in my realm to obey her sweet hand
marching to the rhythm of her glorious band
Often the urge leads me to sing and dance
I await for her consent to give me my chance

Perhaps it all comes from within my very own heart
I wonder even if my sweet muse plays any part?

Robert J. Lindley 07-04-2014

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Neptune's Gift, An Angel's Love

Neptune's Gift, An Angel's Love

Should greater and longer years be given me
I can only thank the love of my angel in white
Such gentleness from her calm and loving sea
destroyed all the monsters in my epic fight

Neptune did her his powerful Trident give
to easily cease the evil mind blowing wind
One great plunge in with such a mighty shiv
brought those dark winded furies to an end

Sent were peaceful sea creatures big and small
giding me ever towards that beckoning light
Always away from sea monsters great and tall
into a soothing morn following a peaceful night

Why was a happier and greater love so freely gifted
Why indeed, was this poor, miserable soul so uplifted!

Robert J. Lindley  07-12-2014

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A Love So Tragic

(pt 1) 
We seem so indifferent
Like we just don't feel
We've got cuts on our hearts
That will never heal
Beautiful as a train wreck
In that confusing way
Stuck in reverse
Living on yesterdays
We fall into the darkness
And drown in the sea
No love has ever been so tragic
As the love between you and me

(pt 2) 
Your gorgeous as you always are
So beautiful no one could believe
That you could find such beauty
In someone like me
But we paint a pretty picture
We make it look so nice
With hearts hard as stone
And eyes carved from ice
Seperated only by distance
Our beauty envied by the stars
Our story so original
The tragedy of what we are

(pt 3) 
Pick me up and carry me
Through our sweet abyss
Shroud me in your fantasy
Its not like I'll be missed
Give me all your heart
Your perfect in my imperfections
Look in the mirror and see it
That beautiful reflection
So we'll dance our way to freedom
We'll dance until we die
Forever framed in beauty
The tragedy of you and I

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In Search of Desi's Pot of Gold

When Desi Lou was little an obsession she did speak
Of beautiful bright colored rainbows
As many colors as one could seek

Every time a rainbow appeared; Desi would jump with joy
Pointing at the striking colorful scenery
Her search for a pot of gold I could not destroy

Leprechauns and four leaf clovers also in the midst
Laughing, bouncing hysterically
Over a simple act of nature which exists 

Encouraging my daughter’s yearning 
Of a child’s fairytale dream to come true
Bright, colorful and dreamy, but not near as beautiful as you

© Stacy Lynn Stiles