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Paradise Leaving Not A Trace

Paradise Leaving Not A Trace


I took the last picture off the wall
 then my broken heart started to bawl
 on the floor lay your broken vows
 fat they lay like bloated cows

The love sworn by your sacred heart
 flipped over like an apple cart
 the corner lay three mismatched shoes
 I sit here , lonely, cryin' da blues

I took that picture and held it tight
 sad memories of our fightin' last night
 you spat upon my deep, deep remorse
 grieved as you beat on that dead horse

I saw dear hope entered my heart today
 I saw a picture that reminded me of you
 the pretty girl had your perfect eyes
 sun shining so like you in her skies

Tell me just one more time how you care
 lie to me even if it is an oath unfair
 whisper gasps of our sex-filled nights
 baby, please forget those recent fights

Lets hang the pictures back on the walls
 lock the doors, not take any damn calls
 undress as we rush into mad, mad embrace
 stay in that paradise leaving not a trace

Robert J. Lindley, 06/21/1976

This was my last poem written to her before my first wife and I finally 
divorced. I had my best friend deliver it. He said she threw it into the 
garbage can and told him to tell me to go jump into a lake. Next morn I 
knocked on the door there, her mother answered. I asked for my poem back 
from the garbage can, she got it and gave it to me! I have it still with dried 
food stains on the last stanza.
I keep it to remind me that too late is a damn terrible place to ever be!!! This 
is the first time I have  ever shared it with anybody since she never even read 
it. 
I hope you may like it , for it shows that young fools
 suffer too. And often rightly so...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 8/14/2014 7:20:00 AM
I trust that after 48 years with a fine lady the memory only serves to remind you of the great treasure you have! My poem-memory- does just that for me. Must have been terrible out on a ship with no way to go address the issue but look what that fork in the road led to for you!
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Date: 8/13/2014 10:54:00 PM
Robert your poem brought back old memories of the Dear John letter I received while on board the USS Lenawee. Not much a fellow can do when you are obligated to your country and certainly no leave would be granted for a love sick sailor. Like you I hurt, I cried, and I destroyed most all the things that would remind me of her. Thank God after 48 years of marriage to Marie, I could never have it any better. Great poem, great rhythm, great job.
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Date: 8/2/2014 8:06:00 PM
Gee Robert you certainly have a way with women don't you LoL. but if it inspires you to write poetry like that, well what can I say, anyway the main thing is you have found what you have been looking for after all those year and Riza sounds like a darling, take care my two friends................Vera..........
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Robert Lindley
Date: 8/3/2014 11:27:00 AM
Thanks you my friend. As a young man I was a wild mustang. It seemed that I was cursed to fall deeply in love with a girl, then get stomped by her, go on a long period of refusing to truly care then repeat, repeat , repeat. Thank God the insane repeating stopped 14 years ago!
Date: 7/31/2014 8:54:00 AM
Ouch! Man, that is just traumatic. Don't know how you got through that, but thanks for sharing. That was excellent.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 8/2/2014 9:48:00 AM
Yes, it almost killed me! I mean that truly.. Yet prayers for me to return to normal after a long period of destructive mourning eventually saved me. God's grace!!
Date: 7/31/2014 8:03:00 AM
Robert, this is classic and going straight to my favs friend!!
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Robert Lindley
Date: 8/2/2014 9:46:00 AM
Thank you so much my friend! That is such an honor!!!
Date: 7/31/2014 2:21:00 AM
I can't believe a wife would do such a contemptible thing Robert. I'm so sorry this happened to your heart. Happy you got your treasure back. Mementos are so important. You have a lot of courage to share this, I commend you. Soulful poetry. J.A.B.
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Date: 7/30/2014 11:43:00 PM
The plea....very well done...mine was in text form and fell on deaf ears
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Robert Lindley
Date: 8/2/2014 9:44:00 AM
Thank you Tim. When they refuse to even read a plea and they know they are the one in the wrong it suxs big time my friend. Our breakup was over her drug use, disappearing acts and infidelities when messed up on drugs. She was an angel when not on her drugs, a Jekyll and Hyde type of thing.
Date: 7/30/2014 10:22:00 PM
Very touchy and heartfelt Robert! Got me into tears at the end,, what if she had read it ,, she woundnt hv been able to resist i m sure,, but times pass n we flow,, ahead and ahead never to return ,, thats the rule of the river,, well penned tremendous write,, loved much!
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Date: 7/30/2014 10:40:00 PM
I don't know what would have happened had she read it. I dearly loved her but could no longer take her drug use, her disappearing acts. Love only cares one so far and then it can hold the embrace no longer. I think Love finally admitted defeat. was young, heartbroken but went on ahead to take more arrows in my zeal to be wild!