Honor Sent To Great Bard, Alexander Pushkin Second Tribute Series, Fifth Poet

(Honor Sent To Great Bard, Alexander Pushkin Second Tribute Series, Fifth Poet) (1.) Poetry Gave Its Deep Rich Brilliance Unto Thee Bard, what bright Light graced thy soft serenades In late midnight hours, moonlight streaming down Alas! With Time's fleeing flight, thy fame fades Yet thy verse treasures gave thee world renown. Bard, thy prowling ship upon open seas Delivered thy Art, to this sad world please Fate, its dark hand did thy youthful life take For thy wife's honor, thee would not forsake! Bard, from thy glory this poet now feels Pains of sorrows at thy early demise From thy fruited verse, this world so oft peels In its beauty, words so precious and wise! Poetry gave its deep rich brilliance unto thee. As thy muse sent thee magnificent melodies. Robert J. Lindley, 11/23/2019 Sonnet, 10,10,10,10 (Closing verse 12, 12 ) Second Poets Tribute Series, Alexander Pushkin (2.) New Dawn, New Life, To Heaven Rose My Cry Pray I, to One that made ground and blue sky Giving us earth's beauty for Heaven's sake With bounty that mankind can not deny, Thus fallen on grassy greens so, Pray I. By heavens, Life caresses soul in me Yet in blackest blackness of darkest night In my wayward youth, this I sought to flee And into black blackness of darkest sea. Pray I, for salvation before I die And true to His grace, faith was reborn true With promise of dear life a bounding tie Thus dark went away and sweet thanks, Pray I. New dawn, new Life, to Heaven rose my cry And soon I heard an angel chorus sing Into its sounding midst, I did thus fly With sweet teardrops that fell from misty eyes. Pray I, others this blessing from blue sky And Love and Peace such gift, God truly brings Dastardly road took, I shall not deny As bowing my head and with joy, Pray I. Robert J. Lindley, 11-22-2019 Rhyme, ( When Darkness Lost Its Wicked Grip ) Alexander Pushkin Tribute