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Loss of Youthful, Sweet Romantic Longings

Loss Of Youthful, Sweet Romantic Longings In lingering mists of time. I lived within a gleaming dream. But all was not to remain so fine, For darkness overcame night-sun's gleaming gleam- Dream vanished. And fleeting shadows ran to try to catch, Sweet, sweet, love again, Union of seeking souls, Between reality and dreamed for passion- Blue skies, gifting golden nights. If only, If only, O' if only, Original dream would return! Return to again bless, To again touch, To again unite, Saddened spirit with lost gleaming dream! Saddened soul with gentle touch Saddened heart with mists of love's eternal desires! Robert J. Lindley, 1- 26-2017 Free verse( Lost, Youthful Romantic Longings) Note -Inspired by a recent dream..

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Daniel Turner

Date: 1/26/2017 8:58:00 PM

Robert, ain't life a b****. It passes too quickly. Before we realize it, it's almost gone. Sad write, but well written as usual:)

Judy Ball

Date: 1/26/2017 6:32:00 PM

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Great job here Robert. Beautiful expression and great feeling. Bravo. God Bless and a 7 from me. JB

Chris Green

Date: 1/26/2017 3:12:00 PM

This was wonderful Robert, a bit sad but so enchanting. Nicely done my friend.

Robert Lindley
Date: 1/26/2017 4:08:00 PM

Thank you Chris.. Yes, lost youth is a sadness but a necessary evil methinks. On a proper path as one ages greater wisdom comes .. Problem is, this world gives billions of improper paths from which to choose.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/26/2017 12:22:00 PM

- An interesting dream, Robert - I do not often read a free verse from you, great written - I rarely remember my dreams :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Robert Lindley
Date: 1/26/2017 2:15:00 PM

Thank you my friend. Seems a repetitive dream I've had over these last few years. Each time it comes in a slightly different package and scenery. I being a bit slow in my old age, finally got around to writing about it.