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Truth, Poetry, The Pen A Sword, The Heart A Shield 

A poet composes tho' few may read
Forever the heart, secrets sets to bleed
And in midst of darkness, whom can deny 
Insidious black falling from sorrow's sky
Or the abyss born from that failing hope
Or calamitous storms from horoscopes
Yet time so spins with its soul-sister Fate
And whatever may dare come, calmly waits.

A poet needs not bread and praise to win
Nor favors from angel with silken skin
Rather writing's ardor, hope's sweet promise
With faith in courage, life cannot dismiss
Set with truth and light to thus further see
Than ocean tides that splash to disagree
Yet time so spins with its soul-sister Fate
And whatever may dare come, calmly waits.

A poet may yield to sorrows' tears bring
From June's glow be blinded to birds that sing
Fail to acknowledge golden moon's soft glow
Or gasp at shining beauty of fallen snow
Walk amidst shadows, steeped in deep pain
Thus relive tragedy again and again
Yet time so spins with its soul-sister Fate
And whatever may dare come, calmly waits.

A poet may write of hope to arise
From dark culminations of angry skies
Board a new ship, set sail to oceans cross
Heal the soul, write to overcome the loss
Look to future to light and love reward
Admit living tis so oft sadly hard
Yet time so spins with its soul-sister Fate
And whatever may dare come, calmly waits.

A poet must with courage new paths blaze
Towards horizon's promise, castles raise
Seek love's light and with new calm enjoy
Dear life and with conviction thus employ
Pen and paper to heart's desires compose
Remember beauty of poetry why he chose
Heavenly blessings life and love may bring
Wake to dawn's stirring glows, arise to sing

A poet can word splash, into parades
Stir up life, to defeats world's sad charades
From morn's bright gems to evening's delight
Suit armor, bravely dare to win the fight
Stop storming of fortress that love hath made
Recall oaths, and the part romance played
Heavenly blessings life and love may bring
Wake to dawn's stirring glows, arise to sing.

A poet composes tho' few may read
A poet needs not bread and praise to win
A poet may yield to sorrows' tears bring
A poet may write of hope to arise
A poet must with courage new paths blaze
A poet can word splash, into parades
A poet must with courage new paths blaze
A poet can word splash, into parades.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-08-2022
Rhyme, 
( Truth, Poetry, The Pen A Sword, The Heart A Shield )


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From a new blog in the making - 
""   That Which A True Poetic Heart Must Not Deny""
Blog as yet not presented here…. RJL…
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