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My Soul Walked In Shadows Dark and Deep

My Soul Walked In Shadows Dark And Deep

Then my soul walked in shadows dark and deep,
Holding desires that walked in desperate fires
In slumber, they raged on and on they creep,
With a darkened vigor that never, never tires:
For dreams are vast growing and eternal things
That often fly about on dark mystical wings.

Morn's reflections brought great anguish anew,
When dreams linger on to chastise and invade
That rest my mind desperately wanted to view,
In a lighted real world , so shiningly made:
For my escape rests within each bright new dawn
And Nature's view of its beautiful newborn fawn.

As red sun glides into another mysterious realm,
Again I must face the fires burning in my dreams
Ship sailing oceans of fires, nobody at the helm
O' to ever find the calm of gentle flowing streams:
To destroy this power in each dark night's grip,
Rescue the lone traveler on that fiery ocean trip!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-10-2015

Note: My muse returned this morn. For my sojourn
into deep woods yesterday has born some fruit.
Still weak, I may need another break soon, for
anguish in my life still blows a little sad horn.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Lin Lane Date: 12/10/2015 9:30:00 AM I hope you're well, Robert, whether it's physical or emotional. What you've posted this morning shows no sign of any type of problem with your ability to put your pen to good use. It's quite artistic Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 12/11/2015 8:22:00 PM Thanks my friend. The heart mind and soul are interlinked and in some, the bond so strong, that each hurts deeply at the slightest pain in the other. A poet's strength in good times but a weakness in the bad times.