Live Or Die, You Couldn'T Do Both

Live Or Die, You Couldn't Do Both

Upon that dark ground, life was bloody and blue
all dark mists brought more than was due.
Dusty storms, blew about with black hands of Fate
lost as hurt seemed to escalate.

Within hidden shrouds, nights ate sad, dying souls
you cried within odd rhythmic rolls.
Never again, never again, your sworn oath
live or die, you couldn't do both.

Crying for rest on that spirit-eating ground
dancing along but with no sound.
Whenever that rare day's gleaming sun did shine
you grabbed it fierce, saying its mine.

Greatest of dreams was life would find saving lights
hope shown, banishing blackest nights.

Robert J. Lindley,  11-13-2016

Sonnet form, Lin 11, 8  ...


Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 11 8 11 8 0 11 8 11 8 0 11 8 11 8 0 11 8
Total # Syllables: 133 
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A 
Total # Words: 102
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De Beaulieu Avatar
December 8, 2016 at 7:11 PM
Hello Robert, I just finished reading your poetry. I like the way the words flow.
Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 15, 2016 at 7:46 AM
I agree w/Peter and Nicole. A beautifully penned poem, Robert. And it ends w/a fabulous flourish. All the great poems do, end w/a memorable crescendo. Hats off to you, my poetic friend. After reading just a few of your poems, I've come to the conclusion that you are a Prince among the Romantic Knights of the Poet's Round Table. Beautiful poem. Much love to you.
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