Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

Hold Fast, Wake Not From Such Imaginative Dreams

Hold Fast, Wake Not From Such Imaginative Dreams


I woke to exist within a splinter of Light
Leaving behind vanity and pleasures of night
An enigma, a soul fleeing from surging blight
Alone upon a racing sea of newborn sight.

Hold fast, wake not from such imaginative dreams.
Tarry thee longer, flee not to darkened world's schemes.

I saw, birth of frost adorning a brighten morn
Heaving joy and soft pain to have been thus reborn
Twas' I, a messenger from a world badly torn
Else blind beggar, worthy of only scathing scorn.

Hold fast, wake not from such imaginative dreams.
Tarry thee longer, flee not to darkened world's schemes.

I spoke, broad meadow issued bountiful reply
Flowers gasping loudly as I gave but mild sigh
Below virgin ground moaned, above wide sunny sky
Then alone, another dream, soul sought to deny.

Hold fast, wake not from such imaginative dreams.
Tarry thee longer, flee not to darkened world's schemes.

Robert J. Lindley, 3-27- 2022
Rhyme, ( Imagination soaring, words born from a dream )

Note:
Waking to very swiftly rise,
Ink down what had arrived
Soon cometh, earth's new sunrise
I exist still, life a surprise

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Susan Lawrence April 3, 2022 at 4:38 PM Robert, So moving …. Amazing and deep in richness and soul. Blessings my friend, Susan :)

Andrea Dietrich March 28, 2022 at 8:59 PM wow, Robert. in grief, your pen will not be stilled. you are a remarkable poet, sir.

James Marshall Goff March 27, 2022 at 10:43 PM Robert, your pen is so graceful & elegant! Bravo!

Unseeking Seeker March 27, 2022 at 4:59 AM Beautiful! Outstanding, in fact, soul stirring