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If In Such Blaze Your Passion Dwells

If In Such Blaze Your Passion Dwells If golden verse, seals your desire in love's truth, you find fire in Nature's beauty even more rainbow's treasures, a score. If poetry, renews your soul when life takes heavy toll your pen and paper, is the key in verse realms you must flee. If romance,its delights are sought in a rut you are caught Reading Byron sets heart beats fast let soul compose to last. If sad, lonely nights are you bane heart's desires, not insane bleed onto paper loving thought heart's truth, joy may be bought. If at dawn's rise, you are too sad want more of what you had let pen birth your romantic scenes shades of a peacock's preen. If her smile sets soul to delights her lips, tantalize nights her beauty knocks you to the floor let verse open love's door. If life rewards poetic pen wanting love is no sin her first kiss lit eternal flames you want her hand, no games. If in such blaze your passion dwells with her sight, your heart swells let poetic pen write that love while thanking God above. If golden verse, seals your desire in love's truth, you find fire in Nature's beauty even more rainbow's treasures, a score. R.J. Lindley Jan. 22nd, 1977 Rhyme, ( Why Poetry, Life And Love Are Oft Wed ) Note: Old poem from ancient times it now seems to me. Decided not to edit, to present as was first composed. Now forty-two years later, and I still believe in its truth. See its massive beauty that holds poetry as a shining light. And find expressing heart's truth is always right.

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Date: 9/8/2019 1:56:00 AM
What an amazing poem Robert, 42 years ago, as good as you are in your talented writes today - never underestimate that your quill always spilt gems. Hugs and blessings, jennifer.
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Date: 9/4/2019 8:53:00 AM
Oh my goodness, 1977! A poem by a young poet who is already thinking about the nature of creativity and beauty. That's the sign of a true poet. P.S.: I wrote such nonsense in my youth that when one day I found notebooks with my early poems, I, horrified, tore them into thousands small pieces)
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Date: 9/2/2019 1:18:00 PM
A lovely write Robert...I like it
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Date: 9/2/2019 9:35:00 AM
What a truth in the beauty of the two lines:If poetry, renews your soul/when life takes heavy toll ...I enjoyed reading this 1977 poem ...
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