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Et Portae Inferi Non Valebit, Gates of Hell shall not Prevail

Et Portæ Inferi Non Valebit
(And the gates of hell will not prevail)

Gates of Hell shall never ever prevail
promulgation of Truth forever stands.
Soul and Spirit each rings a sounding bell
Fate's ruthless results judges all the lands.

Vanities of all men foolishly praised
Spirit's dark desires bearing bitter fruit.
Rejection of He that was truly raised
lies and corruption are the stolen loot.

Righteous hearts look to Heavenly skies
sincere prayers, deliver such bless reward.
Mankind races onward using blinded eyes
to an ending very bitter and hard.

In the dark shadow of this evil world.
Our Creator's redemption has been hurled!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-11-2014

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:  93

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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My Muse, I So Abuse

My Muse, I So Abuse

My muse crying loudly, please write this way
I replied laughing, that will be the day
She storms off in a most indignant huff
I shouting at her, damn isn't that tough?

No fear, she always runs as she returns 
she my heart so loves, as my mind she burns
I, that often sit on cold bed of stones
She, poetic judge that often breaks bones!

Dead of night she cuddles up to me near
utters words, sweet nothings and a cold fear
I inquire, but my heart you love so dear
She shouts, that was a folly from last year!

My muse and I play wicked cat and mouse
She may be the roof but I am the House!

Robert J. Lindley, 08-26- 2014

note: My muse is a vindictive little tramp
she makes me kneel humbly before she lights the lamp!

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Though wrinkled veins line years on drooping arms        
I'll hold all springtime's traces of young vows,
to care for you through life’s devoted charms
and rouse our crowning glory, joy endows
while tint of whitened hair enchants my heart
that passing unto seasons now grows old,
upon this dream's compass we have to part.
So sing dear one, our floral notes behold
as I guard you through one last winter rain,
until once more sweet memories grip us
to cuddle mild laughter and tunes again
when petals reel unto skies with caress,
…before leaves of demise call us to rest
we’ll share night's end upon heaven’s bequest.

Kelly Deschler's Stand By Me Contest
'When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No, I won't be afraid ;Oh, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me'

Ben E. King - Stand By Me

Copyright © nette onclaud

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Dark River That Sought To Flood

Dark River That Sought To Flood

I tamed the dark river that sought to flood
spreading darkness invading my blood
Battles raged for years every painful night
no victory ever won that dark fight

Tried to forget by being lost into my lust
a folly that gave all so much grief
Years passed before my learning what I must
find only source could give relief

A death leaped out into my sad, wicked life
a healing gift sent from high above
Healing to overcome all sadness and strife
mercy gifted from God's sweet love

Years have now passed into time's eternal realm
I thank divine mercy that removed "Me" from the helm!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-21-2014

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Those Glory Days, Long Gone

Those Glory Days, Long Gone

Those glory days resting so far bygone
I trek ahead, sad and so all alone
Treasures left upon lofty mountain tops
Rushing ever foward, no time for stops

Days, we resting under a shading oak
loving in vows that we forever spoke
Coolest mornings, breezing days easing minds
days of joy in all the many new finds

Those views of life sing forever above
crystal dreams set in our undying love
Nights of magic in epic love unbound
blisses in every kiss our wet lips found

Memories of days and nights now alone
holding memories of life so long gone!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-07-2014

Poem Syllable Counter Results

Syllables Per Line:  10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10  
Total # Syllables:  140  
Total # Lines:  17  (Including empty lines)  
Total # Words:  100 

Did it , hit exactly one hundred words + ten syllables
 per line and great rhyme.. A solid sonnet according to 
my own personal standards. Wrote it and had to minor 
correct only three lines..

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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A Lover's Query

A Lover's Query

I cannot love thee any more , nor less
hast thou not thrilled to my nightly embrace
cried about sins I faithfully confess
in shock at my previous sinner's race?

Nay, fair lady think me not a high fool
a master of deceit that sells my charm
tormentor in words so very cruel
ruffian that scurries about to harm!

My lady, looks at me the cock that crows
that preens in the morning to please the Sun
strutting, pleasing your eyes as our love grows
do you speak soft and I come on a run?

Do we not share this secret lover's bond?
Secret nights of which you are very fond?

Robert J. Lindley  08-25-2014

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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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!

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Sonnet Three

Scattered across a thousand cities
(After the last window darkens).
The moon speaks hidden fantasies,
and the sleepy sunset sharpens.
	Emerging exactly in the last ludicrous light
	(The dawn of you erects constellations).
	Softly, with strolling lips singing spectrally slight,
	the rumor of your touching exceeds all aspirations.
For blindly, as the nails upon the cross
(A dainty destroyed hero loves you).
Beyond falling for or feeling loss,
your least amazing smile will do.
	So give what gives meaning to meaningful,
	the life inside you undefined beautiful.

Copyright © joshua ten eyck

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I Was An Artist

I Was An Artist

I was an artist before this world was old
painting in colors, splashing and bold
Scenes from Nature, God's painted scenes
inspiration seized by any artistic means.

Green meadows blowing in the wind
stars shining, in Heavens with no end
A dreamer painting in the deep blue sky
a seeker, never wondering exactly why.

I'll be an artist, when this world is no more
a drifter splashing colors , shore to shore!
Moving from magical realm to realm
in a flying chariot, unicorns at the helm.

I was an artist before this sad world was old.
A good and noble act or so I have been told.

R.J. Lindley
July 17th, 1979

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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When to the eternity

                When to the eternity of love embraced in heart
		With no particular sense of hate flickering past
		The eyes that saw those whom I admired depart,
		I evoke up the sorrowful memories I forgot at last;
		I smile to many a thought of what from them I learnt –
		And with old wounds and old woes now vanished,
		I sigh the sigh of relief in that I know what they meant:
		The impediments I endured proved love finished
		From the hearts that had no hesitation to lie
		For ill-advised and wrong doings at guilty sight,
		And so their sweet lips and beauty disfigured to my eye;
		Then can I love yet with sincere love, growing day & night, –
			The lady who loves me with love unencumbered,
			Whose lips are still pure, with no lies remembered. 

Copyright © Choene Alley Semenya

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Soft Whispers, Blowing In The Wind

Soft Whispers, Blowing In The Wind

Sweet whispers, blowing in with the breeze
wizened words of HE who must be praised.
Sheer serenity, setting troubled soul at ease
gently reminding me of how I was raised.

As those words sing in rhythmic rhyming tune
I feel an invisible hand hold me steady.
A soft touch of divinity on this night in June
assurances, my heart and soul are ready.

Sweet whispers, they sing to me so very loud
songs that praise the One that is Risen.
Yes, his love is that which we should be proud
HE, that released our souls from dark prison.

As life gifts me, these whispers to hold tight.
Love and joy now blesses me with all its might!

Robert J. Lindley , 06-22-2015

Note-- Sonnet from my private journal.
Presented to give back to others and offer thanks
for my many blessings.

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Endless Love

In my soul, I shall never find 
another who completes me like you.
Our endless love, for strength 'tis true,
I rely to face those days of resign.
But always does my heart remind
of blessings from heavenly blue.
The ties of eternity like glue
shall always endure, bridge and bind.

My heart renewed was once threadbare
worn and ragged under bitter tears.
Oh, the first dance of love as a pair!
Tears of joy displace the trembling fears.
A love entwines two hearts aware
as endless bands of gold appear.

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

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Sonnet 18 Parody

Shall I compare thee to a winter’s day?
Thou art much more shrivelled and much more cold
Rough winds shake the withered leaves of today.
And your stomach hath too many a fold.

Sometimes too hot your sister shines,
And often is your grey complexion dimmed;
And you always smell like my uncle’s swine 
Except your upper lip is less well trimmed.

Thy eternal summer did long since fade
And lost possession of that fair thou ow'st;
And Satan brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives death to eyes.

Copyright © Jeremy Lin

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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

Copyright © Eileen Manassian

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Oceanic Blues

How grand it is when blue sky meets the sea,
may sky and sand and water ever be,
reflected in this topsy-turvy lea.
Oh, let the stars fall down, and over we.

Will you meet me where the foam froths and roils,
where waves pound upon glistening soil,
and seagull's squawk in mismatched harmony;
oh, let the stars fall down, and over we.

Sea tossed, the dross shines upon the strand. 
Gemstones are born, where the sky meets the land.
meet me down by the rush of lulling sea;
oh, let the stars fall down, and over we.

Here we will lie for all eternity,
with life and death, and our love of the sea.

Scenic Point by Robert Butler

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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The Red Road

The Shaman sits upon the sand,
the sand of ocher clay;
between the walls of ruins tall,
where ancient one did lay.

The sky above, the earth between;
took in her sincere pleas
tinksha’s toned, soft flutes droned,
her mantra’s dire decree.

To be the light on darkened paths,
within the night belayed;
and be the brave dark in the glow,
of God’s pristine light portrayed.

Her life long work no sacrifice 
a love of mankind to display.

*One may be of any race or of almost any religion 
and walk the Red Road. The Good Red Road is a path,
a way of living. It's full meaning is the way one acts, 
the methods one uses, and what directs one's doing.
There is more to the Red Road than spoken word 
or written words on paper. It is behavior, attitude, 
a way of living, a way of "doing" with reverence - 
of walking strong yet softly, so as not to harm 
or disturb other life. The Red Road is a pathway to truth,
peace and harmony.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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Woman's Work

Having had mere minutes to skim your sighs,                 
anesthetize the tip of teeming thought ...        
with platitudes for quandaries which fly bye,  
we care for you, our frail flowers wrought.

The breeze, the muse, the bringer, the envoy          
lends at days end, the tender bits of heart
as on the keys or sewing seams of joy  
our fingers never rest from the day's start.

Hands in the garden smudged with chlorophyll
or wrapped about a naughty childlike pet
oft rest behind a trusty Parker’s quill
all healing touches given without regret.

Small and strong and full of life, they pour.
A woman’s hands give much to be adored.

*Women inspire me especially my mother.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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I am looking right at you and you don’t even know it.
I will deter your intent and throw you off a steep cliff.
But in the air will be my snuff and gruff you can sniff.
Eventually I will have some sort of mercy of just a bit.

Surely we are above empowering manners of tat for tit. 
Maybe I’ll light a scented candle and blow you my whiff.
Or maybe I will strand you grounding your bones to stiff.
Opposed or decomposed and still composed I won’t quit.

Upside down,
Inside or out,
I’ll throw down.
I am the clout.

Don’t mistake my identity,
Either or, it’s your eternity.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2009

Copyright © Ann Rich

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(Dedication: For Ann, with love.)

Grow old with me my dear,
Only the classics lasts;
Live zesty gifts of cheer,
Delight outlasts the past;
Enjoy wise rapture fine,
Nurture those lovely smiles.
Roar in-between the lines,
Abide in sanguine style.
Meet precious moments sound.
Touch a deep inner light,
Intuit sweet grace that grounds,
Mind and heart know sure sights;
Etch our love affair here,
See pure joy transcend years.

Leon Enriquez
30 January 2015

Copyright © Leon Enriquez

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...for Juvie

Whene'er you feel distress my own heart aches,
that you should suffer so without release,
I would sustain the hurt for both our sakes,
absorb the pain, and set your soul at peace.
For I can ne'er be still whilst you are fill'd
wih anguish, your tranquillity diseas'd,
we two as one, our aggravations spilled
and blended 'til the torment be appeas'd.
To find a way from darkness into light,
to cast away our feelings of despair
we will prevail, that all our days be bright,
and you shall rest content within my care.
   This spell of sadness soon will disappear,
   for with my love you'll overcome your fear.

Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe

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Star Struck

Many nights you’ve graced my sight
fair Orion, hunter and groom to the abyss,
and yet it would seem an eternity
before we would meet and kiss.

Bought you’d be, and brought to me
by the grace of He who waits.
So, when I die my heart can rise
upon your valor’s brace.

He’d rename Hatsya’s famed
so my soul could light the way.
Dearbhla true poetess of love
‘pon Orion’s sword held sway.

And up I’d rise at my demise
to crest the sky and space. 

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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As certain as the rains do fall in spring,
will be my love, for you to have and hold,
and know you now--my rain of love will bring
to you, all joy of which all love is told.

No one could ever count the drops that fall,
and so is put together, love for you,
numbers cannot be given them at all,
though put together, one is what will do.

And every single drop adds beauty there
to something we can call a rainy day,
to fill with love, made up, from everywhere,
the drops of life that make love what we say.

Our midnight place, your front porch, dreaming of
each drop of rain that's filled with so much love.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

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Sweetly Fragrant

Sitting under the pale pink running rose
At the end of a beautiful Autumn Day
Searching for inspirational sonnet to compose
For my love who lives in heaven's  way

To me He's like a honeysuckle vine
Blooming in the month of May
Sweetly fragrant essence among the pines
He's like the gold of mountains that's refine

To me He's like the babbling brook
Sweetly singing in tune
For everything in heaven He forsook
Fo prove His love for me is beyond the moon

Words cannot describe my love for Him
But daily I'll try to draw close in His realm

Copyright © Sara Kendrick

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Aphrodite Night

Remembering that night of our last touch,
when nothing was between us we should know,
in love with loving you, and just how much
I wonder where in time do such nights go?

Forbidden like a box that's sealed up tight,
or like the flame that Zeus refused to share
with mortals such as we, and on this night,
Pandora's box was opened everywhere,

you were, that night, my first and only love
and always shall remain that part of me,
created from the earth and waters of
a night that Aphrodite made to be.

       And I am more than blessed for loving you
          forever and all time, as I shall do.
                   © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

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Sonnet Of Worship

I worship you for the plan made for me
From the beginning you knew the tree
The sun, moon, stars nestled at height just right
An atmosphere that surrounds with good light

Through the centuries you knew when to come
To redeem humanity and touch man some
Bringing hope to a lost and dying world
With your teachings, blood, sweat, tears earth did swirl

The guider, comforter, holder of my heart
Omniscience, all knowledge from the very start
Capturing my heart with all that you made
Creating it from your words needed no spade

Exalt my redeemer, friend, comforter
Valentine, my heart is an admirer

(Second attempt at a sonnet.  This is for the "I love you because" contest.)

Copyright © Sara Kendrick

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I've just some things I thought your heart should hear,
since they've been weighing heav'ly on my mind,
so list' and I shall whisper to thine ear
with all compassion my poor heart can find.

You've touched me deeply with the way you smile;
such lips could sooth the beast of anyone;
and spreading love with looks must be your style
for every time our eyes meet, love comes on.

Now I'm about to kiss the lips of you
for this first time, I pray the memory
shall linger on through years life takes us through,
together, as I'm certain this will be.

This first kiss of our love will never end
and changes whom you guessed was just your friend.

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

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We Held The Fire And Ate The Blaze

We Held The Fire And Ate The Blaze

We held the fire and ate the blaze,
And love sang in its fantastic musical tones,
Such was deep pleasure we sought to  raise,
Living on our love and meager bare bones.

You cried when I begged for your sweet hand,
Swearing our love would forever last,
I was so worried making such a bold stand,
Praying you would not remember my bad past.

Exultation came when you cried out- right now,
I truly knew your heart had embraced mine,
And had accepted my risky pledge and vow,
Giving me all of you, my darling so very fine!

Life gives and blesses as it tumbles onward.
With eyes wide open we must look forward!

Robert J. Lindley
MAY 9TH, 1976

Note- Almost 40 years ago. I was once that hopeful and thought that love 
could be an unbreakable bond.

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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She That Sought Stars, Caught Only Me

She That Sought Stars, Caught Only Me

She that sought the stars, instead caught only me
with no money no fancy cars, I was a stoic tree
no deep lover's arrow pierced my stolid heart
stars had made our love firm in its eternal chart!

Bright moon beamed its approval with a deep glow
its love rays reflected back from the whitest snow
there was an image resident in her beautiful eyes
of sweetness and a longing touch reaching the skies.

All fell into united dream, paradise was our bond
becoming beautiful lily pads in our Eden's pond
she that made this soul dance and joyfully sing
life held both our spirits and my soul made king!

Universe less vacate, as this love filled its space.
Eternity our reward, as future happiness we now face!

Robert J. Lindley

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Such Dreams, Hold In Place My Grieving Heart

Such Dreams, Hold In Place My Grieving Heart

A gentle song in your voice, only I could hear
loving you my choice, losing my greatest fear 
Grabbing that light coming from your soft eyes
was touching a rainbow in clear blue skies!

Your beauty, stream growing splashing flowers
my heart beating for our time, midnight hours
Your glowing soul, baby steps into my realm
your kisses given, my heart they overwhelm!

Memories tell me, you are still by my side
to hold these, your death my mind does hide
Some sweet nights, I feel your soft touch
those are the nights, I embrace so damn much!

Such dreams, hold in place my grieving heart.
Prayers begging, begging our love to restart!

R.J. Lindley
Feb, 25 1981

Note--Old sonnet, found folded in an old poetry book.
I must have placed it there and forgotten long ago. 
I did edit out some personal references and shortened it to be a sonnet.
Author's privilege cited..

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Illusive Embrace

       A whispered glance shall caress thine eyes
         Reflect these stairs~ (the twisted stand)
        Pull from darkness, with thy callused hand
            (Coruscate!) beyond time...light lies
            Mirrored~ Phantasms of illusive land
            Fetters recline~Shall misunderstand
            Profound (internal) dolefulness cries

         Silence....Brooding...addictive (Like Gin)
        Beating pysphoria...Stratospheric....Steep
         Combat (mine) pounds dark cave within
        Haunting...(phantoms) besiege this sleep
      Envisioned presence, (thine) caverns capture
               Bliss...(this reverie) borrows eternal rapture

Copyright © Christie Moses