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A Phantom Or a Dream In Reality

A Phantom Or A Dream In Reality

Was she not known for, kindness and grace
Loving deep and a sad fate:
Should we fail to bless her in our remorse
golden arrows to pierce our hides,
flowers bloomed hearing her sweet name-
where the cool shadows often reside;
a mirror wants her image yet again
she that made the angels cry.
Alas! Forever gone is my dearest friend!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-14-2015

Note-- Written for the next romance contest
themed on lost love...I am now into writing
as I did when in my early twenties. Inspired 
by the memory of a dear friend that died back
 in 1977....

absenceageappreciationbereavementdeathfree verse

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Robert Lindley

Date: 10/20/2015 12:33:00 PM

Thanks Edlynn. It was a monumental loss to me at the age.

Edlynn Nau
Date: 10/20/2015 1:21:00 PM

Hmmmm! I lost my husband to cancer just after my 40th birthday. I know about the missing piece. When your young...you feel a loss deeply but rebound with promise. The older you are when loss comes...the more you are able to accept that it must be but the less able you are to rebound.

Edlynn Nau

Date: 10/20/2015 12:24:00 PM

This is extrodinary at capturing the sting of loss and death. Going about with a chunk out of your heart & not ever being able to find the same rhythm again. Well told in so few words. Powerful emotion.

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/20/2015 12:34:00 PM

Thanks Edlynn. It was a monumental loss to me at the age.

Dan Cwiak

Date: 10/16/2015 12:42:00 AM

Sorry for your loss, Robert. They must have been very special to you. This is similar to what happened to me when my brother died many years ago. It gave me the catalyst to begin to write and I have been doing so ever since. It's the memories that we keep that help us to write with such feeling, as you have here. What a wonderful tribute.

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/20/2015 12:32:00 PM

Sorry to read your brother died my friend. You are correct in that memories even bad ones often inspire us! Thanks for commenting.

Skat A

Date: 10/15/2015 9:13:00 PM

a heartfelt poem Robert, She that made the angels cry. Full of deep emotion. Thank you for sharing the poem. I know how much it means to you. Now & then. Hugs SKAT

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/15/2015 9:38:00 PM

So true. Once one has such an experience its never forgotten. And writing about it was my way of saying a final goodbye. Even with it being a very sad write.

Emile Pinet

Date: 10/15/2015 11:47:00 AM

To have something so pure and delicate as to scare you with its perfection and then to lose it, cripples the desire to replace it...for awhile anyway. Emile.

Robert Lindley
Date: 10/15/2015 9:34:00 PM

You are correct Emile, there was no replacing that lady. I let her travel on because I was the unworthy one back then. Yet sometimes I wonder what might have been!