He Bled, For Life's Gleaming, Golden Treasures Now Forever Lost
Two gifted creations, born from dreams that were sent
and both gave a measure of blessed hope….
(1.)
He Bled, For Life's Gleaming, Golden Treasures Now Forever Lost
He tread each new dawn, trepidation dancing right along
Where once was true valor and cast ink, now but saddest song
Yet in willowing air, that force followed with its power
Ever ready to counter, defend and knock down darken towers
Instinctively he knew, but the enemy knew that as well
Redoubled its attacks, making life again a living hell.
He read verse gifted by poets, those of such immense fame
Seen again, world is oft but a dungeon-life, but a cruel game
Yet in heart of heart, in depths of soul, his spirit cried
For waving Spring flowers, so mourned when Autumn dried
Am I, to be a fallen warrior- a sad vanishing ghost
Cast into ancient valley, to be its most reluctant host?
He bled, for life's gleaming, golden treasures now forever lost
That of innocent youth, life its heaving suffering costs
And what of that lifelong faith that somehow justice prevails
Those moonlit dreams, her love and its glory that never fails
Was it, was it - just vapor born from a disappearing dream
Or one of this wicked world's accursed and polluted streams?
And in that daze, that confused state- he unabashedly wept.
To himself thought- was he warrior-that from early grave crept?
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme
( With each new word came a sigh, gleaming bit of hope- a gift )-RJL
"In the land of the blind, the one eyed jackal would be king,
And all - to "its magnificence", would dance and happily sing"-RJL
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(2.)
From A Great Distance, Love's Powerful Echo Calls
From a great distance, love's powerful echo calls
Whilst in this murky mist, a massive old tree falls
Within a forest fortress that once therein held
A love universe, tragically now felled
As love remembers, an angel that softly swore
Gave all, thus setting two souls on paradise shores.
From a great distance, love's powerful voice sings
Whilst the shattered heart and love shall always bring
Treasured memories of life, love and much more
That may temporarily repair hole, death has tore
Into love's bliss that sent to souls to beg for more.
From a great distance, love's powerful hand yields
Whilst Fate cries out no more, no more flowering fields
Yet within that somber thought, hope cries- please believe
Time heals and will conquer those fears that so deceive
A man, a lost soul- one lost within that abyss
A warrior, there dying- longing for one last kiss.
From a great distance, love's powerful echo calls
Whilst in this murky mist, a massive old tree falls
Within a forest fortress that once therein held
A love universe, tragically now felled
As love remembers, an angel that softly swore
Gave all, thus setting us both on paradise shores.
Robert J. Lindley,
( Born from a dream, a moment in our paradise recalled )
" In the land of hope, love sends its magnificent voice
As gifted blessing, reminding - to live again is a choice."
Note:
To some, writing is a bounty within an aching heart
with power to help, to begin to heal and therein
a blessing expressed in poetry- a light that has for
centuries shown mankind is far more than the savage
beast that he far too oft under this dark world's spell
treads upon paths of darkness and so blindly forgets
that hope, faith and love are shields that may bring
saving light to a broken and massively shattered soul.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2022
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