Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

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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M. L. Kiser April 16, 2021 at 12:28 PM That Sweetest Of Earth's Treasures Can Thus Flee - Beautifully penned. Woeful Cries From A Cavern Dark And Deep - Beautiful line, "altars carved from unwilling stone." Very nice depth to this.

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton April 12, 2021 at 4:59 PM I can't help but think, referring to your previous poem, with opening quote about 'divine purpose', that at present, everything is happening for a reason. It was already planned and COVID19 after the 9/11 trauma, is the great re-set. We are all on our own journeys with this evolution, which is in motion and is all, dark as it may seem, happening for a universal reason. As Gregory mentions below it is 'dark truth', but without dark, one is unable to see the Light. Keep the faith. Love to you and yours, stay strong, keep writing, remain courageous and true to your self and those you love - and definitely keep posting/sharing. x

Gregory Richard Barden April 12, 2021 at 4:42 PM Much truth here, Robert, though it is a dark truth ... I could easily apply this to many instances of late, and people who are quick to condemn others for merely trying to get along in this world. So much of this I feel on a daily basis and try to stuff away, yet the darkness can be a strong pull on the soul. Wonderful write - another fave!