Robert Lindley Poet Haiku

The Pitiful Reality of Time and Infinite Sorrows

The Pitiful Reality Of Time And Infinite Sorrows

green pastures, dawn's glow
future scenes of lonely night
pale moon, shadows fall

Robert J. Lindley,
haiku, ( Wherein A Battle Rages On )


This very short poem is all that I can muster now of my dedication to my lifelong writings...
Sad....

Whereas once many centuries ago, writing could ease my pains and help heal me- now it seems to be a negated exercise and thus not so...

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Paula Goldsmith April 13, 2022 at 8:12 AM Dear Robert, Again my condolences for your loss, my friend/poet. Few words for a sad yet beautiful write. Hope you are doing some better. Have a very blessed day...............

Susan Lawrence March 19, 2022 at 5:48 PM Dear Robert , Heartfelt condolences to you my friend . I cannot imagine the pain you carry deep within you right now . Please know we are surrounding you with light and love . Love and Blessings , Susan

David Kavanagh March 18, 2022 at 9:49 AM Hello Robert, to quote Einstein "People like us who believe in physics know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." perhaps this was his pitiful reality, or perhaps he’s saying, once someone was alive they’ll always be there existing outside our human construe of time, I know this will be small comfort to you, I’m truly sorry for your losses, cheers David

Unseeking Seeker March 18, 2022 at 5:59 AM Looking at sorrow, feeling, without sinking, imbibing without indulging, we may embrace and release pain, transmuting the core of our heart to recognise soul presence, always one with our twin flame and oneness, that each sun ray entwines with others in an epiphany of singular God consciousness

Robert Lindley March 18, 2022 at 5:48 AM On this darkened battlefield, I perish a thousand times a day...