There In Morning Sun, Hope Circled Enticing Dreams

There In Morning Sun, Hope Circled Enticing Dreams


From inside gaping jaws, golden honey slow drips
its taste as if bitter hell came with deadly judgment
life turned into a bevy of sunken ships
with the dried up bones below a sadden statement.

With solid granite illuminating moon 's glow
ironclad hills buried secrets sadder mysteries
impropriety ran in and melted wicked snow
starving for more people ate from empty granaries.

The wicked angels flew about on leaden wings
watching for the innocence of the golden truth
dawn's light erupted brought the small songbirds that sing
for hot romance and the vanities of our youth.

There in morning sun, hope circled enticing dreams.
Father time gave its fruit to fill the icy streams.

Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet,
Feb 25th, 1971
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Situation Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 12:36 PM
1971 wow! I was 8.
Lindley Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 5:17 PM
Thank you, for commenting my good friend. Did you start composing at an early age, like I did? God bless...
Dietrich Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 12:35 PM
so beautiful, my friend.
Lindley Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 5:16 PM
Thank you, my good friend, I simply cannot recall the event that gave rise to me composing this one. God bless.
Goldsmith Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 12:12 PM
I love your ending on this one. A wonderful write. Have a blessed day/week...................
Lindley Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 5:14 PM
Thank you, my friend. So long ago, I composed these poems. I had forgotten them. Was lucky they were found. This one was written when I was just 17 year old. God bless.
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