Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

Beyond the Storming Seas Unto the Paradise of Poetry

Part One-  Ancient Poem Doubles.
(1.)
Beyond The Storming Seas Unto The Paradise Of Poetry

What wailing- from the frosty-whistling moon and thin air-
That bestirs dying heart within the poet's seeking breast
Echoing across fertile plains unto silence's stolen lair
A druid chant, a wolf howling, a lone sparrow finding rest?

What dancing- across mellow meadows of glistening dew
Grace and flying with eagles, weaving a golden tapestry-
Ancient its rhythm, bold in its magnificent depths so true
A poet soft-tilling verses unto sweetest desired mastery!

What dreaming- life,  love and shine of the golden fleece
Youthful wonderment of brave heroes and fairytales
Wisdom from the ages- Gods of the splendor of Greece
Ships, Seafoam, Moby-Dick, and may God save the whales!

What inspiration- hidden paths weaving into the naked heart-
Love and nights lava-hot with ecstasy so intensely sublime
Romanticism that love's depths so sweetly and deeply impart
Although we are always prisoners of the blacken-curse of Time!

What wailing- from the frosty-whistling moon and thin air-
That bestirs dying heart within the poet's seeking breast
Echoing across fertile plains unto silence's stolen lair
A druid chant, a wolf howling, a lone sparrow finding rest?

R.J. Lindley, Aug. 22nd, 1978
Rhyme, ( Wherein The Heart And Mind Wades Into The Invisible Realms )

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(2.)
Behind Prudent Judgement, Rests A Stout Shield

The heart rooted into love's deepest well
The sea bragging of its emerald green,
Dawn and silver dew dance to glowing preen
Love's beauty, a red rose-its sweetest smell.

And yet one must true see, remain alert
For life oft be a dark gauntlet of dark
Wondrous sea tis swelled with hungry sharks
And this dark world promises many hurts.

Be aware that a starving wolf yet prowls
Its fangs eager to sink into hot-bloodied meat
Tis hidden monster the innocent meet
If ignoring warnings of the hoot owl!

Behind prudent judgement, rests a stout shield
For love can sometimes be a fatal trap
Life is not all rosy- oft it is crap
One should live life with faith and never yield!

R.J. Lindley, Nov. 11th, 1978
Rhyme, (  Life, Thoughts- Lessons Learned )

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Sara Kendrick December 16, 2020 at 5:20 AM Faith is all that can get us through and I don't see how people can get by without it. Sara Robert Lindley December 16, 2020 at 7:28 AM Thank you my friend. Faith is the source -they way- the path unto light and truth. The Trinity exists giving unto man the way to live apart from the darkness. The choice is ours to make.. God bless..

Kim Rodrigues December 15, 2020 at 5:32 AM Yes, we must live a life of faith, dear Robert! Robert Lindley December 16, 2020 at 7:25 AM Thank you my friend. Light, Faith and Truth-- all are needed to live a happy life. All three can destroy the darkness but one must commit to the course and accept the salvation offered.

Connie Marcum Wong December 14, 2020 at 2:04 PM These poems are so contrasting, with fantastic imagery. I prefer the first more optimistic poem. Both shine with your creativity Robert. I hope both you and your wife are better? Happy holidays my friend. Blessings xxoo Robert Lindley December 14, 2020 at 2:56 PM Thank you my friend. Yes the poems are very different and that was also part of the idea to present the old poems as doubles. I had planned on searching to do a few more of these but such may be forgotten. As lately, my organizing skills are subject to a far, far greater degree of my usual memory loss.. Such is life-- we live , we love life, we age, we weaken and then we die. Yes, such tis truly a very fatalistic view but does represent reality..