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My Sweet Darling, Where Has Thy Spirit Flown

My Sweet Darling, Where Has Thy Spirit Flown Before me, there a beautiful lady stood Pray I, my eternal love you see Fair maiden, forever this true love hold In thy love-realm I would gladly live and die. You stood there in shimmering light, no shoes Lost in love's ancient echoes Graced by skies with multi-colored blues Resting under my favorite old tree. I beg to yet again kiss thy sweet precious lips Never greater shall ever come again From thy soul, thy true romantic passion drips Upon misty morning's fast fading glow. In dreams, we danced in flowered meadows Place beyond the horizon, dwelling in sunset's red Across earthen sky and mystical realms Find in our eternity, sweet love. Stones in the honeyed ring of time Her tears fell like drops of Spring Rain She a princess God hath made Angel with a red rose blowing in her hair. Myself, armed only with dying flame Her smile, the quest to once again embrace Nature's Goddess came to greet Disappearing ship with shadow at the prow. O' I wept, tears shattering broken souls Love truly lost, forever vanishes Into each night I now endure Gasping stars look down upon my tired soul. June 13th, 2017

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/25/2018 5:20:00 PM

I am so pleased you won the contest. This is a sad poem, I had tears in my eyes as i was reading. Have a nice evening my friend.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 6/20/2017 12:32:00 AM

Congratulations on this lovely poem taking second placement Robert! : )

Jan Allison

Date: 6/19/2017 4:20:00 PM

such a moving poem Robert, many congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx

Funom Makama

Date: 6/17/2017 9:35:00 AM

Hello friend. Its been a while. LORD! This is just vintage you! Excellent, Awesome and a master in this covetous craft of writing. Keep on flowing the ink of your mind. A 7 for sure.

Charlie Smith

Date: 6/13/2017 8:38:00 PM

The heartbreak comes not from loves lost, but from the passion of its first youthful quest. lovely write Robert, we must endure.

Keith O.J. Hunt

Date: 6/13/2017 3:38:00 PM

A real beauty Robert, a definate fave and a masterful exercise in sweet-sorrow:-)

Winged Warrior

Date: 6/13/2017 3:18:00 PM

There is a Spirit in thy poem...stupendous!...all the best Robert...god bless...^WW^

Nette Onclaud

Date: 6/13/2017 1:04:00 PM

meticulous expression of a heart's longing... beautifully rendered, robert!..huggs

Robert Lindley
Date: 6/13/2017 1:35:00 PM

Thank you Nette. Lost love in youth's folly, combined with romantic longings that once meant everything to me make great fodder for poetry. That which is imagined and hoped for, is oft just as real, as that which did indeed once exist and was so tragically lost.

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 6/13/2017 12:31:00 PM

Wow! Heart rendering write Robert :)

Robert Lindley
Date: 6/13/2017 1:31:00 PM

Thank you my friend. Very pleased you found this poem and its message to have depth, truth and deep passion..

Poet Tacito

Date: 6/13/2017 10:28:00 AM

Robert, this moved me so much. "Armed only with dying flame"...poignant, powerful.

Robert Lindley
Date: 6/13/2017 1:30:00 PM

Thanks. This was at its heart a poetic compilation of past loves lost in my wild youth with "one" in particular standing out as the core for the poem's creation.