That Sweetest of Earth's Treasures Can Thus Flee
That Sweetest Of Earth's Treasures Can Thus Flee
Ridiculous, that love can become a curse,
irrational, enigma to behold
that sweetest of earth's treasures can thus flee
for humanity what else can be worse
a dear life into slavery thus sold,
with death of our precious love- you and me!
Sun, Sky and Nature all can see that affront
Inexplicable, narrative sadly told
to find then lose, inked as poetic verse
man, a blade too oft bent, broken or blunt
doomed into darkness, and blindly sold,
heading to destruction, full speed- no reverse!
That sweetest of earth's treasures can thus flee.
With death of our precious love- you and me!
Robert J. Lindley, 4-03-2021
Sonnet ( With All Candles Burnt, Dark Of Night Then Prevails)
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Woeful Cries From A Cavern Dark And Deep
Hungry winds, that lash to whip up desire
horrid- state of loss, feeling all alone
forgotten, flames of great funeral pyres
those altars carved from unwilling stone.
Youth's folly, innocence, its childlike mirth
life wandering through unforgiving sea
lust and greed, far, far greater than earth's girth
fruits thus harvested from a poison tree.
Vanity and its allies- mortal fools
world- a rock-field to be seeded with pain
humanity clawing with its dark tools
leaving behind destruction, blacken stains.
Red, constant flow of savagely spilt blood
Man in blindness wading through epic floods.
Robert J. Lindley, 4-04-2021
Sonnet, ( What becomes of the trembling kiss of day )
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