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In Ancient Graveyard of Hidden Poems, Truth Danced

In Ancient Graveyard Of Hidden Poems, Truth Danced In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced I a young man let verses sing as they pranced Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced! Day and night took turns as my sad soul they burned As my life wept, inner oceans spun and churned Growing sick as each dark, crying page was turned In despair, I tore my hair- feeling love spurned Now lost -get her back, any cost- I so yearned! First of many, sorrowing and guilt aplenty I saw world die, had my cries and turned twenty Far too blue to work I woke without a penny With my life destroyed and debts far too many I begged midnight moon send my loving Jenny! Dawn's golden light therein so very brightly shone Paying no heed, fled I to dark woods overgrown While feeling free, woe was me- nothing did I own Wicked dreams, came with such nightmarish undertones Break of day, hills they sway with- my loud aching moans! In ancient graveyard of hidden poems, truth danced Hiding deep, as romance keeps, a girl romanced I a young man let verses sing as they pranced Yet folly was true, gambling on love I chanced Soon knight fallen, through guilty heart I was lanced! Robert J. Lindley, 6-14-2021 Rhyme, ( As The Wind Blew Its Sounding Trumpet ) Note: Thank YOU, Sam Kauffman for the idea to think about composing this poem based upon my comment made in my note given In my new poem this morn, **Of The Life, The Great Loss, The Solemn Plea** " This is from my ancient graveyard of hidden poems." I went right to it and this new creation I wrote..

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Date: 6/22/2021 10:57:00 AM
You are so welcome Robert! This is a magnificent poem so reflective of your creative poetic talent. I feel so blessed to be part of its creation! What an honor. Thank you for sharing this masterpiece of coming of romantic age with us! Blessings to you my friend!
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Robert Lindley
Date: 6/23/2021 8:14:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Your gifting of the idea to use that comment was a treasure to me. And it bore fruit in the newborn spirit of creation. As surely such a graveyard exists , undoubtedly with a far, far, far more poets than just I. May true blessings return back you my friend!
Date: 6/17/2021 1:17:00 PM
Have travelled this path myself, Robert, dare-say on numerous occasions...good poem!
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Date: 6/17/2021 4:26:00 PM
Thank you my friend. We share the numerous occasion part as well. My youth was wild, adventurous, exciting, busy, sad and a bit crazy. I waged war against the world and took no prisoners-- which is always definitely a surefire recipe to live in calamity-ville.... God bless...
Date: 6/15/2021 7:29:00 AM
Great. Beautiful.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 6/16/2021 3:53:00 AM
Thank you my friend. God bless....
Date: 6/15/2021 5:55:00 AM
Quite a dark and romantic verse Robert, your pen is on fire. Tom
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Date: 6/16/2021 3:53:00 AM
Thank you my friend. This one was merely a very descriptive and imaginative foray versing out a past experience in a wild youth. One that eventually taught me a lesson about attempting to still have ones cake and eat it too. . God bless...
Date: 6/14/2021 4:36:00 PM
Well penned indeed. All our poetry will end up in that graveyard you speak of but we soldier on nonetheless. Have a great day.
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Date: 6/16/2021 3:50:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Yet we stand better to put more into by way of purpose message and giving than we do to try to engineer it to please the here and now(as in immediate popularity). I am a firm believer in giving a message in my work, and not just composing beautiful verses merely for beauty's sake. God bless..

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