Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

Dawn's Glory Is In Its Whispering Glow

Dawn's Glory Is In Its Whispering Glow

Dawn's glory is in its whispering glow
its new hope and gifts in its golden beams
joy at waking to again see life's show
knowing oft comes a chance to life redeem.

We may recall, sound of rooster's first crow
dawn's message, its tender whispering voice
realize what little we truly know
about living, love and freedom of choice.

Rising, dare we ask what happiness gives
inquire do we with deeper kindness tread
stand true, knowing in this dark world life lives
oft waging great battles to get ahead.

As years, forward march in their steady flow
and morn continues to gift its sweet calls
shall we walk with pride, let our mercy grow
no matter what in life our soul befalls.

Dawn's glory is in its whispering glow
its new hope and gifts in its golden beams
joy at waking to again see life's show
knowing oft comes a chance to life redeem.

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Gasping At Beauty Above And Tomorrow's Sweet Promises

night's glow, moonlit scenes
heavenly skies, brilliant orbs
dawn's sweet crisp new rays

Robert J. Lindley, 6-24-2020
Haiku, ( Why the heavens and stars so inspire us )


Robert J. Lindley, 6-24-2020
Rhyme, And Haiku ( The Joy And Warmth Of Dawn's First Golden Rays )

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Eric Boddie June 29, 2020 at 1:53 PM no man knows the day nor the hour....where we will either bask or suffer in His Power....thats just the choice that we must grasp....Life is the test that we must pass....for if we fail, the greatest pain will come....no comfort, no Mercy, no way to feel numb....profoundly potent mr lindley.... Robert Lindley June 30, 2020 at 1:08 AM Thank you my friend. Mankind faces daily trials and tribulations. This evil world will always have is say. Question is will we become its blinded slave or will we decide to battle its faithful minions in order to live without chains?

Brian Strand June 25, 2020 at 9:14 PM Many evocative images of dawn litter this poem..Stay creative Robert Robert Lindley June 25, 2020 at 10:15 PM Thank you my friend. I simply can not imagine life without the beauty, hope and promise of dawn and its offerings of a new day! God bless....

Lady Labyrinth June 25, 2020 at 5:06 PM Ah Lindley, this poem is very beautiful. I've said this before and I'll say it again, having experience of writers out in the real world...and years of being immersed in writing and books - you are one of the BEST poets in these pages, I'd even place you next to the likes of the true romantic Poet Laureates. Keep writing, keep posting. Your poetry is the best. Leanne x Robert Lindley June 25, 2020 at 6:51 PM Thank you my dear friend. I am indeed greatly humbled by your thoughts on poetry and my lifelong contribution to the Art. I was blessed to have had a school teacher (in my 5th grade) that introduced me to poetry after reading my first book report she graded. My start was slow but 49 years going its been quite steady and dedicated . God bless.. Lady Labyrinth June 25, 2020 at 5:08 PM there are some writers who 'think' they are true poets, there are others who know it and live it, you are one of them my friend.

Kim Rodrigues June 25, 2020 at 9:48 AM We slowly read your poetry, enjoying its life! Robert Lindley June 25, 2020 at 12:52 PM Thank you my friend. Oft I slowly write to give time for the coming verses to simmer and tease with that aroma of expectation, stimulation, imagination, inspiration and/or buckets of joyful elation... God bless...

Panagiota Romios June 24, 2020 at 8:15 PM An outstanding poem that reaches the dawn in my soul. Mornings are mystical~ they sing of creation. They warble of humanity Perfection glimmers here. A FAv for me, Robert. Panagiota xx Robert Lindley June 24, 2020 at 9:38 PM Thank you my friend. Waking to that sweet stream of light, Its destruction of the deep dark. Banishing weeping ghosts of night. New journey on which to embark. A silver lock with matching key. Treasure chest spewing golden rings. To be alive, to be so free. Living, living with tunes to sing!

Tom Cunningham June 24, 2020 at 5:04 PM The start of a new day, one of natures wonders. Tom Robert Lindley June 24, 2020 at 5:18 PM Thank you my friend. So true, a cup of hot coffee , fine breakfast and a day that offers promises of life and living here as a free citizen with great opportunity to prosper and hold onto future hopes and dreams. God bless...