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(1.) The Truth Of Dearest Love Sworn, I Ask God How Over the grit-stained shoulders of ancient marble Rests a million vagaries of humanity's million sins Just as earth's flocks of beautiful songbirds warble So goes the evils engaged in by millions of men As trees shower this olden earth with billions of falling leaves. On lichen laced boughs the owl sits watching the moon Its brilliant shooting rays soothing the hearts of those that grieve Thousands of hearts, as for new love gifted far, far to soon. All night widgeon, mallard and teal sit almost freezing Awaiting a dawn that brings warmth from brother Sol In the foxhole, soldier read poetry found it pleasing But the savagery of war brings its heavy, malignant toll. My sweetest lover, I turn gently to her now as night growls. I pray to love her always, with solemn words asking God how! Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet, June 9th , 1977 ********************************** (2.) My Story, Pages Stained, Ripped, Badly Torn She was trapped in the center of his large room Black toys strewn around, nobody gave a good damn She was a beautiful bride there without a groom Soon her zigzag was far over to where I am. That fantasy life was just another wet dream Same as whitewashed earth on a fine Christmas morn. Seems everything was a rotten, careless made scheme My story, pages stained, ripped, badly torn. When ones' crummy life is a still born metaphor And days bring on nothing but crap and aching pains You wake, see the garbage and say, hell, please no more Swearing to leave this let me get hit by a damn train! But Mother Nature sometimes can so cheer a sad soul. You fall in love and forget life's heartbreaking bad tolls. Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet Nov. 23RD, 1980 ******************************************* (3.) As Morn Ate Its Way, Far Away From Peals Of Darken Night She a rare beauty aplomb with glaze of a gleaming new sun Bikini clad on the beach dancing and having such fun Or out on a date dressed to desire and awestrike I marvel that she could me truly ever love or like Surely Heaven sent to rescue the sad, downtrodden me I walked up asking out thinking surely she would flee Her hair so luxurious and those long tan legs so fine Suddenly I felt like a king, with pretty queen all mine. As morn ate its way, far away from peals of darken night I woke to her laying there, first ever Heavenly sight Her there fully naked and hugging up those silken sheets A kind of sweet joy came that nothing since has ever beat! Was it just a daring dream and far too soon I would wake. O' Lord please let it be real, cause just a dream, I can't take! Robert J. Lndley, Sonnet Jan. 12th, 1977 Note: Well, damn it was just a dream. But as such it makes great fodder for a poet to ink something. "" "" To rise in the soft morning pen and paper splash Ponder delicious memories greater than cash Still taste precious lips feel her sexual hug To spend the fiery night, both together so tightly snug. ""
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