Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

As One Old, Aged Poet Scrolls His Best Verses Written

As One Old, Aged Poet Scrolls His Best Verses Written

What of the night creature and its overgrown soul
Hiding away in corner of the room laughing blindly
Born in a pyramid where no master asks a damn toll
Yet the beautiful foreign princess spoke so very kindly
And the desert gave its nod and a night-wind fiercely blew
Stars floated above in a Heaven so truly smitten
With starry-eyed courageous hero that none knew
As one old, aged poet scrolls his best verses written

Watching the reddish moon swiftly spinning in the night sky
This ghastly ole night creature calls out so meekly my name
And I sit here on the sandy beach asking myself why
Does it think my passing ghostly image is out of frame?

Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme
""And the ocean spoke in a loud voice, sail on my waters, my friend""
Oct 21st 1975--  born from a dream that summer

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Andrea Dietrich July 3, 2023 at 3:46 PM i love the imagery here, Robert. You always write with such class. Robert Lindley July 3, 2023 at 4:11 PM Thank you, my good friend. I was very young then only 21 years old. That summer was a real exciting one for me I lost a love and found another one in a week. Second one was totally fantastic.. God bless..