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Where Green Forests Wrap Desirous Land
(1.) Where Green Forests Wrap Desirous Land Across the midnight divide in a shroud, this soul sails upon glistening gold wings. There with vanity and what pride allowed, my seeking heart wanders along and sings. Beneath snow covered summit my joy shouts where green forests wrap the desirous land. To find me, hire the greatest Native scouts for I move on with the animal band. Near to the sweetest flowing river's banks each morn, I rise to give eternal praise. Give this, my Native American thanks, escaped I, from dark cities wretched haze! Deep in that huge divide my spirit dwells, no longer enduring man's living hells. Robert J. Lindley, 3-13 2016 Sonnet, ( Remembering where the wolf prowls and the panther hunts ) Native American blood speaks. 100 words.. (2.)Saddest Blues Flow Through Winter's Icy Frame Saddest blues flow through winter's icy frame Even when its cold winds no longer chill. Sure, white snow at Christmas garners great fame Oft forgetting blizzards God's creatures kill. Horrible sights seeing, hard frozen scenes Realizing death travels in its breath. Bitter truth, I found in my early teens When my puppy escaped and froze to death. Yes, I was far too young to understand Winter is Nature, as death to living. When seeing, ice frozen across the land Heart yearning for Springs new, greener givings. That moment, those sad blues are tossed away Anticipating Spring's first warm green day. Robert J. Lindley, 8-25-2016 Sonnet, ( Looking at Winter In a Different Light ) 100 words
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