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Robert J. Lindley, 9-22-2020

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( A Look At A Sad Reality, Those Worthy But Not Rewarded )

 

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Oh, That Earth Wouldst So Truly Honor Thee

Oh, That Earth Wouldst So Truly Honor Thee
Dedicated To-
"The Great Unknown, Unsung Poets of the 
- Past, Present And Future"


Oh, that earth wouldst so truly honor thee
You write poetic verse with such deep glee
As in glory-fruits reaped from your ink tree
Birth gentle winds blowing through land and sea.

Splash thee more, dear hope from your native tongue.
And gift world beautiful verse to be sung.

Inked pools born from candor and purest heart
Offerings of whispers that truth imparts
Defeating the dark which sets us apart
To gift more, fill up love's bountiful cart.

Splash thee more, dear hope from your native tongue.
And gift world beautiful verse to be sung.

Within thy soul and even thy sadness
Counter with blessed hope this world's madness
Shine with rhyming words, bringing on gladness
Yet ignore world's inglorious fadness.

Splash thee more, dear hope from your native tongue.
And gift world beautiful verse to be sung.

And through thy darkest sorrows gift anew
Heroic words that deepest dark breaks through
Gifts empathy, care many are thus due
For truth, darkness oft turns sky weeping blue.

Splash thee more, dear hope from your native tongue.
And gift world beautiful verse to be sung.

Oh, that earth wouldst so truly honor thee
You write poetic verse with such deep glee
As in glory-fruits reaped from your ink tree
Birth gentle winds blowing through land and sea.

Robert J. Lindley, 9-22-2020
Rhyme, 
( A Look At A Sad Reality, Those Worthy But Not Rewarded )

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Susan Ashley September 26, 2020 at 8:40 PM Your gifted pen spills forever golden, my dear friend. The depth and breadth of the emotion and imagery expressed is truly stunning. You are a true champion of poetry, Robert. A soulful gem that speaks with beauty breathing life into the sad reality of unsung poets. Your refrain is inspiring.. Warmest wishes to you and yours.. ~Susan Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:20 PM Thank you my friend.

Carole Duet September 25, 2020 at 10:14 PM What a wonderful poem this is...a beauty to be sure. I hear it deep in my heart and soul. Thou art so blessed with silver tongue and golden pen, Robert. Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:20 PM Thank you my friend.

Elaine George September 25, 2020 at 4:09 AM A BRILLIANT RENDERING FROM YOUR SOUL. THIS GOES TO MY FAV LIST. A TRUE MASTERPIECE, DEAR ROBERT. Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:20 PM Thank you my friend.

Harry Horsman September 25, 2020 at 2:04 AM The fact that you pen a poem like this, Robert says so much about you the man that drives this wonderful industrial work of ours along. It is ironic, that today only if of financial gain, does so much mean so little. And poets have been victimize, as many here on soup will be. Yet to us whom care their poems will live on for ever, as yours will especially in my heart. Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:20 PM Thank you my friend.

Panagiota Romios September 22, 2020 at 3:45 PM A great poem from a great post. I don't know for sure, but you must)) When have poets ever been valued in history? The world is deaf to our creations. Worse, we don't comment to each other as much as we could. A FAV Pangie xx Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:20 PM Thank you my friend.

M. L. Kiser September 22, 2020 at 12:23 PM Beautifully penned Robert, a very nice write; I love this line, "As in glory-fruits reaped from your ink tree". There are so many great writers that go undiscovered; well praised. Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:19 PM Thank you my friend.

Paul Callus September 22, 2020 at 11:28 AM An excellent tribute to those who never get to wear a wreath of laurel leaves, Robert! Many are those who will never taste praise, even though their work is worthy of recognition. Thank you for always being a fount of encouragement, my friend. Regards // paul Robert Lindley October 4, 2020 at 4:19 PM Thank you my friend.