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Part Two, Bites As Hungry Shark, Yet I Am Still Here Writing
Bites As Hungry Shark, Yet I Am Still Here Writing (2nd poem, From my blog- "A Quartet Of Poems") Words are coming, many are great, some are deep blue I sit here humming, Lord something is overdue Pen in hand, life, love, sorrows, tales to be told Once a lad, seeking joy before getting too old. This ole world deep dark, yet I am still here fighting. Bites as hungry shark, yet I am still here writing! Of mere mortal flesh, born to its ill fated doom Into sunlit shadows, dappled shades in each room Cannons of power, youth in most glorious haze Distant hill-black towers, all a shimmering craze. This ole world deep dark, yet I am still here fighting. Bites as hungry shark, yet I am still here writing! Amidst black canyons, clouds- separation and pain Race into fleeing horizon, so little gain Pen and paper moaning, lonesome that steals each breath Poet atoning, into long cold hands of death! This ole world deep dark, yet I am still here fighting. Bites as hungry shark, yet I am still here writing! Robert J. Lindley, 5-12-2020 Rhyme, ( When The Die Is Cast, Earthen Time Has Flown Away )
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