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Olympic Desires Born, Gods A'Playing

(1.) Olympic Desires Born, Gods A'playing Poseidon arose, trident a'gleaming. Mermaids danced, fallen hair a'streaming. Olympic desires born, Gods a'playing Mighty Zeus often on earth a'staying There below mortals stopped a'praying Hades play, man's evil a'repaying! Poseidon arose, trident a'gleaming. Mermaids danced, fallen hair a'streaming. Aphrodite spoke, her charms a'flowing. There rose morn sun, fiery flames a'glowing Breath of Nature set new life a'growing Dawn's sweet songbirds sang, owls sat a'knowing Poseidon arose, trident a'gleaming. Mermaids danced, fallen hair a'streaming. In world of men, Troy stood a'daring Gods they swore, not one to be a'sparing As their godhood, men were not a'sharing War came its valiant warriors a'pairing. Poseidon rose, his trident a'gleaming. Mermaids danced, fallen hair a'streaming. Olympic desires born, Gods a'playing Mighty Zeus often on earth a'staying There below mortals stopped a'praying Hades play, death's dues, he a'repaying! Poseidon rose, his trident a'gleaming. Mermaids danced, fallen hair a'streaming. R.J. Lindley, June 15th 1971 Rhyme, ( The Darkness Of Olympus And The Gods ) Presented as was first composed. Never edited. I was 17 years old And apparently experimenting a bit.. ********************* (2.) We Must Endure Time, Life's Brevity Oft Under Dying Skies In turmoil heart denies sad echoes far too oft heard rumblings of despair, jealousies and despicable words So hard this flung stone into space silently flies we must endure Time, Life's brevity oft under dying skies Gone are failed glories of aching pains oft brought as vast universe in its long, cold shadows has taught Vain are those heartless and blackened souls of mankind for lonely cold is darkness resting within mortal minds An immense chasm bitter cold, deep and abhorrently wide A convenient fortress in which evil so cleverly hides Massive walls that hold within, pain and sufferings cast self-inflicted from uncovering graves of a dark past! From within such destruction is nurtured and thus wrought. As penalties of dark treasures that we so foolishly bought! Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet, ( Those Mysteries Colliding Within Span Of A Life ) ************************* The Plea, Heal Me After All That I Have Been Through You a heavenly body. So sweet Your kisses would make this heart skip a beat, Paying you adoration, shall be a great treat, Since that summer, time and love have both flown Your tender heart knows not how I have grown, And my past ways now do truly disown, Among winter's weeping and dying leaves Lives a broken soul that so deeply grieves, Its prayers begging from above, reprieves, Now that days too oft resembles dark nights Moon balks, refusing to alter its sights, My darkness absolute, I cry for lights, You a true goddess so wondrously made To see again, anything I would trade, Alas! Pray I your image will not fade, Your exaltation, weeping spirit weaves From dreams of touch that never deceives, For greatest of hope, this mortal believes, Good things come to he who faithfully waits begging love's rewards, not tempting dark Fates, to deny true love again before the Pearly Gates, O' goddess, mercy please return to me Without you I am as a dying tree, A ship in a dark and deserted sea, Look upon this wretched dishearten man For truth in your love restore if you can, Holding you once more, has been my plan, These many decades heart has deeply bled Holding memories of our nights instead, Now abandoned I feel entombed and dead, Return your love lost before I perish For no other beauty do I cherish, End my torment that is so nightmarish, Let true romance gift us our love anew In heaven's light, be we wedded as two, Heal me after all that I have been through, You a heavenly body. So sweet Your kisses would make this heart skip a beat, Paying you adoration, shall be a great treat, R.J. Lindley Tripled Rhymes, ( Words cast from a shattered soul and broken heart ) Note: This dark into a torn apart heart eats birthing ravages from deep epic defeats as day and night hurl grief as falling pain and I seek that no mortal can attain! Ubi amor vere mortuis resurrectionem non esse?

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Date: 2/11/2021 8:16:00 PM
Wow, Where does one begin, Robert. I just love the first one you wrote as a teen. The sapling of your extreme talents, even then were apparent. The whole posting is a joy to read my friend. Don't know too much about Latin (I Think), Possible Resurrection. So apt.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 2/12/2021 7:26:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I often look back and wonder why this path I took. That of writing and my rage fighting this dark world. Now after 5 decades it seems that maybe continuing the journey would be correct. Just as a painter must finish the image they are so deeply and faithfully engrossed in creating. All that serve Art must deign to bow to its demands. God bless..

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