Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

The Sad and Tragic Death of Emily Hope

The Sad And Tragic Death Of Emily Hope

That night flew roaring Wind- a mighty gale
over hill and dale through windows left up
Had I then known its fruits, I'd have turned pale
for its destruction was a bitter cup!
Yet I, pen in busy hand onward wrote
verses quite dear, to my romantic love
Thus in writing fever, I took no note
of great black wrath descending from above!

Alas! How could I, her sad Fate have known
how dark winds, her dearest life with Fate sealed
Foul and wicked Wind's evil had thus blown
tragic death, no prayer could have repealed!
Her home blown into badly broken heaps
her fragile body under massive weight
My soul cried out, in greatest depths sad weeps
for evil often works with Hand Of Fate!

Then destroyed, my once so happy belief
in love's magic and promised paradise
From this darkened world, I found no relief
just enough bread and water to suffice!
Once thinking of death by gun or short rope
in love-lost grief life, nothing came around
Then I recalled, hope, her last name was Hope
in that word, my recovery was found!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-18-2017

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 240
Total # Words: 186

Note- A sad one , because life with its joys , often brings in tragic and sad events..
We that survive such must learn to live with it and always have hope in future happiness and love of family...

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Arthur Vaso January 21, 2017 at 7:33 PM Beautiful poem Robert, I really like how you ended this on the last two lines! Robert Lindley January 21, 2017 at 8:45 PM THANKS MY FRIEND. HOPE IS COOL WATER FOR ONE DYING OF THIRST IN A BLAZING HOT DESERT... And sadly, I have been thirsty far too many times in my life..

Robert Lindley January 20, 2017 at 9:45 PM Thanks much Seeker, I started to go back, to add in more meat by making each stanza four verses longer. from the 8 to 12. Glad I did not as it may have messed it up.. instead of improving .

Keith O.J. Hunt January 18, 2017 at 2:23 PM Wow a MASTERPIECE Robert! Superb flow and précision with an even greater meaning. Loved it all, but thé ending is killer good! Faving this fabulous work or art.... Robert Lindley January 20, 2017 at 9:41 PM Thanks Keith. I admit to my taking much more time when composing this piece. Glad you like it!

Tim Smith January 18, 2017 at 12:35 PM Beautifully written Robert...without sadness we wouldn't be able to feel the full effects of joy Robert Lindley January 20, 2017 at 9:39 PM Thanks. We rightly appreciate the ups more after having endured the down times. A much needed comparison because we are a weak, vain, frail and forgetful people complete with a built in dark side.