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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In Ancient Graveyard Of Hidden Poems, Truth Danced In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced I a young man let verses sing as they pranced Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced! Day and night took turns as my sad soul they burned As my life wept, inner oceans spun and churned Growing sick as each dark, crying page was turned In despair, I tore my hair- feeling love spurned Now lost -get her back, any cost- I so yearned! First of many, sorrowing and guilt aplenty I saw world die, had my cries and turned twenty Far too blue to work I woke without a penny With my life destroyed and debts far too many I begged midnight moon send my loving Jenny! Dawn's golden light therein so very brightly shone Paying no heed, fled I to dark woods overgrown While feeling free, woe was me- nothing did I own Wicked dreams, came with such nightmarish undertones Break of day, hills they sway with- my loud aching moans! In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced I a young man let verses sing as they pranced Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced! Robert J. Lindley, 6-14-2021 Rhyme, ( As The Wind Blew Its Sounding Trumpet ) Note: Thank YOU, Sam Kauffman for the idea to think about composing this poem based upon my comment made in my note given In my new poem this morn, **Of The Life, The Great Loss, The Solemn Plea** " This is from my ancient graveyard of hidden poems." I went right to it and this new creation I wrote..
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