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Beg Again Morn's Softest Release

Beg Again Morn's Softest Release

Crashing words, haunt my woeful head
raining down, in splattering display.
I beg for, morn's sweet silence instead
but find tattered echoes this day.

Flooding thoughts, soak my heart and soul
purple colors racing in my veins.
I fear worse, emptiness its great toll
dead silence and its deeper pains.

Beg, again morn's softest release
whispers delivered in rhythmic hues.
I rise, cooking our fresh eggs in grease
ponder deeply my other dues.

Morn's favor, dawn's first new light each day
Rise with me, our love is here to stay.

Robert J. Lindley, 6-16-2017
Sonnet, (LIN 8,9,9,8)
(Crashing words, flooding thoughts, beg morn's favor)

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Edward Mccall Date: 8/8/2017 9:20:00 AM You are such an amazing writer Robert this sonnet it is incredibly beautiful well done sir well done. Login to Reply

Carole Duet Date: 6/17/2017 5:46:00 PM So beautiful and so human these feelings, Robert. Conflict with someone you love can be so devastating and yet simple gestures of love so enduring and healing. I can just see you cooking those "fresh eggs in grease". Who wouldn't forgive? Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/17/2017 8:27:00 PM Thank you my friend. Sincere words when coupled with kind and loving action, offer the best remedy for unintended fights over often trivial things. Something that far too many young couples have yet to realize, methinks. And my friend, I COOK A MIGHTY FINE BREAKFAST AS MY DARLING WIFE CAN READILY ATTEST TO..

Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 5:42:00 PM Thank you Mike, so good to hear from you. I hope and pray all is well with you and yours.. Do you know what has happened with Teppo. His absence and disappearance has me worrying about him? Login to Reply

Vladislav Raven Date: 6/16/2017 4:14:00 PM Hi Robert, a most wonderful sonnet as always. The content within this work is excellent. As always, your words paint such sharp images. Ahhh Robert, the words of a master. You write from the heart and it does show. Only one thing, i have to head for the kitchen now. You are a master weaver of the written word. This is a definite fave Robert. Your Friend always....Mike. Login to Reply

Charlie Smith Date: 6/16/2017 2:29:00 PM Just the smell of breakfast cooking is enough to renew the spirit, a new beginning...wonderful work Robert. Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 4:12:00 PM Thanks Charlie, you made me smile, as truth in what you say. Here in the South, breakfast of homemade biscuits, eggs, bacon and/or homemade sausage, gravy, (sometimes Southern potatoes) and hot fresh brewed coffee wakes anybody up to a fine morn, with a brighter outlook, methinks. Add in cooking for the one you love, and its a sure fire hit. Truly delicious..

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 6/16/2017 1:14:00 PM - Oh, this was beautiful Robert - Hope your day will be as nice as this morning - Lovely weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 2:20:00 PM Thank you Sunshine, today is coming along quite well and despite the light rain here it is a fine day. A reprieve from having to mow my huge yard, a small blessing methinks..

Heidi Sands Date: 6/16/2017 12:20:00 PM So well expressed and written Robert with a beautiful ending :) Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 2:18:00 PM Thank you Heidi, that was for sure a gleaming bright day amidst a spell of recent woes. My beautiful wife and our son are the light of my life..

Chris Green Date: 6/16/2017 11:48:00 AM This was gorgeous Robert. Definitely a complete poem, a beginning, middle and end. You have woven this wonderfully to the point where I can smell those eggs and feel the warmth of a new day. Like mentioned below, one of the best poets. Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 2:16:00 PM Thanks my good friend, great to receive such positive inspiration , after having had such rough time these last few months. So true, this site has so many great and wonderful poets that I am grateful to be here to learn as I go.

Maria Williams Date: 6/16/2017 10:35:00 AM Dear Robert, your woeful head was certainly receptive to those crashing words - Great poem. Love the way you rose to cook the eggs - Did you take her breakfast in bed? So nice - But now I'm smelling eggs and bacon:)...Maria Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 6/16/2017 2:12:00 PM Thank you my friend. I merely wrote what my heart felt and remembered that recent morn. Yes, she woke to find her breakfast ready and me delivering it to her.