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I Went Out Into the Naked City

I Went Out Into The Naked City I went out into the naked city to watch splattering and pouring wet rain times in life things are a damn sad pity when epic loss runs hard against the grain. I danced in the lonesome low moonlight with nerves frayed deep into these broken bones beneath heaven's glory, rushed soft starlight as Time echoed its lost sadden tones. I drank darkness, to birth new falling stars for new love was hiding deep within me refugee from hurt's fleeing bitter scars with hope and heart both begging to be free. I found new beginnings, in that sweet roar Love swore to find me, through that open door! Robert J. Lindley, 7-29-2019 Sonnet, ( Finding Treasure Under Sweet Starlit Skies )

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 8/10/2019 3:13:00 PM

This poem packs an impassioned plea. A beautiful emotional peace Robert! : ) xxoo

CayCay Jennings

Date: 7/30/2019 9:33:00 PM

I absolutely love this. Like Victor, I found it enchanting with splendid imagery. Way to write, Robert - you spun gold. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/31/2019 5:21:00 AM

Thank you my friend. I am both honored and very pleased that you have found this piece to be so.....

Susan Ashley

Date: 7/29/2019 6:37:00 PM

My dear friend, the emotional beauty of your artistry and the creative depths of your metaphors never fails to enchant and stir my heart and imagination. Your splendid pen strikes again with a compelling and brilliant gem, Robert. A fav! Warmest wishes always my wonderful friend.. ~Susan

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/30/2019 11:13:00 AM

Thank you my friend. An honor to receive such a positive and inspiring comment.

Kurt Ravidas

Date: 7/29/2019 6:37:00 PM

Oh, the nakedness of imaginary, the loneliness of creativity. Love it.

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/30/2019 11:12:00 AM

Thank you my friend. An honor to receive such a positive and inspiring comment.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/29/2019 5:57:00 PM

Hello Robert, this poem is wonderful. The last twp lines i like the best. Have a nice evening my friend.

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/30/2019 11:12:00 AM

Thank you my friend. An honor to receive such a positive and inspiring comment.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 7/29/2019 3:47:00 PM

I don't know where to begin. This is poetic perfection. Words, imagery.senses All combined as only you can do!! A FAV Love, Panagiota xoxo

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/29/2019 4:35:00 PM

Thank you my friend. My muse went on strike so I read a few dozen poems until that first verse leaped into my head. After that the verses came gushing forth like water from a fountain. This was born from a plenitude of life's hard knocks and the heaping bushels of sorrows thus brought.