Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

Dancing With Those Depressing Blues

Dancing With Those Depressing Blues

There are times that I do not speak
spirit low and my body weak;
times that life knocks me all about,
silence helps me figure it out.
There are times grief sends its deep hits
sorrows cast me into sad fits;
weeks when aching blues loom so large,
and darkness arrives to take charge.
There are times all color is black
shadows come to spirit attack;
times when heart cries and sinks so low,
joy dies and I just want to go.
There are times, dark days no birds sing
only way is end everything;
times that life seems lost and so dark,
life and reality's pain stark.
There are times, that hellish storm wins
feel numb and can not see my friends;
times hope appears to fly away,
no relief despite prayers I say. 
There are times that I do not speak
spirit low and my body weak;
times that life knocks me all about,
silence helps me figure it out.

R.J. Lindley,
Rhyme, 1979

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L. J. Carber February 17, 2019 at 12:56 PM As one who almost lost to that darkness as a young man, I can relate to its power over the will. Two 'keys I found helped me beat it: the minor key was my shrink who taught me it has 2 parts:anger and sadness. Sadness is part of life, but if I identified the anger, the blues would lift. For the truly dangerous 'big blues', clinical depression, threatened, then I would call on God, for there is a Power that permeates all in this world, in this Universe-- an extraordinary loving and healing power.

Susan Ashley January 7, 2019 at 11:12 PM My dear friend, your emotional poem touches my heart so deeply. This expressive dark piece sparkles with your heartrending imagery and artistry. A brilliant but heartbreaking write that captured me in its sorrow. Warmest wishes always my wonderful friend.. ~Susan

Silent One January 5, 2019 at 6:46 AM This is another deep and emotive write, that you do so well.. I hope you had a wonderful start to the year...

Kim Rodrigues January 4, 2019 at 9:08 PM I love Amy Grant’s song “better than a hallelujah” It seems to talk to the sorrow of the heart. Check out the lyrics. Hope you feel better real soon but if not know we care about you, Robert.

Sand Blown January 4, 2019 at 9:55 AM yes, this 'modern' consumer world breeds ills...it requires consumers to act, for the most part, 'satisfied' with the norm of things ...the unsatisfied are then labeled as 'ill', faulty, and in need of $$$meds

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart January 4, 2019 at 9:45 AM Beautifully penned my friend. I crave that silence. Blessings and hugs, xomo

Lawrence Sharp January 4, 2019 at 8:52 AM Dancing with the blues inded, my friend, a very engaging lyrical poem. Great piece. Robert Lindley January 4, 2019 at 9:27 AM Thank you my dear friend. Your words cheer.