Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

This Quest, Was It But a Sad Rage Against the Storm

This Quest, Was It But A Sad Rage Against The Storm

As I wade through this poisonous wilderness- alone
Raging fury contained well within my breast
Seeing earth's darkness, cold- cold as a frozen stone
I trudging onward, seeking that elusive rest.

My sanity cries out, begging release from pain.
Desperate plea, salvation I seek to attain.

Where fled the hopeful happiness of tender youth
Dawns of wonderment and prayers of eager soul
The immense pride and dear blessing of seeking truth
Battling the darkness that is vying for control.

My sanity cries out, begging release from pain.
Desperate plea, salvation I seek to attain.

This quest, was it but a sad rage against the storm
Perhaps a hopeless quest soothing vanity's aches
Or futile journey to find a place safe and warm
Or deeper separation from this world of fakes.

My sanity cries out, begging release from pain.
Desperate plea, salvation I seek to attain.

As I wade through this poisonous wilderness- alone
Raging fury contained well within my breast
Seeing earth's darkness, cold- cold as a frozen stone
I trudging onward, seeking that elusive rest.

Robert J. Lindley, 2-01-2021
Rhyme, (  The search for life's truth and a better tomorrow )
Tribute given to the inspiring poem by Emily Dickinson:
 XXVI ("The farthest thunder")

XXVI

The farthest thunder that I heard
Was nearer than the sky,
And rumbles still, though torrid noons
Have lain their missiles by.
The lightning that preceded it
Struck no one but myself,
But I would not exchange the bolt
For all the rest of life.
Indebtedness to oxygen
The chemist may repay,
But not the obligation
To electricity.
It founds the homes and decks the days,
And every clamor bright
Is but the gleam concomitant
Of that waylaying light.
The thought is quiet as a flake, —
How life's reverberation
Its explanation found!

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Harry Horsman February 2, 2021 at 11:25 PM Keep on battling Robert. The storm will soon blow away. Wonderful poetry, Keep on writing my friend. Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:22 AM Thank you my friend. I believe that it will and have faith in that my wife will be ok. Life deals its cards and we must play the hands that are dealt regardless of the consequences... God bless..

Robert Pettit February 2, 2021 at 12:22 PM While I read your poem and that of Emily Dickinson, Ray Bradbury's short story titled "The Long Rain" came to my mind. You have an enjoyable write. Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:20 AM Thank you my friend. I will have to check out the Ray Bradbury story now. Who knows, perhaps that story by Bradbury may gift inspiration for another poem. God bless..

Brandy Nicole February 1, 2021 at 7:19 PM Darkness does surround us, and it feels like we will never "find a place safe and warm" However, peace comes from understanding. Knowing that after the storm, a rainbow appears. You are such a talented writer, my dear friend. Hugs, Brandy Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:18 AM Thank you my friend. Although often that understanding may be ever so slow to come. If one but strives for it without giving up- it delivers just as promised, just as it should. God bless....

Sara Kendrick February 1, 2021 at 2:57 PM Enjoyed reading your work and the one by Emily that inspired you to write. She is such a wonderful writer. Sara Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:15 AM Thank you my friend. I agree Emily was indeed a magnificent poet. One that has inspired millions. God bless..

Robert L. Hinshaw February 1, 2021 at 1:37 PM Another masterpiece from your powerful quill Robert - Bob H Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:14 AM Thank you my friend. I was blessed to have been inspired by reading her poems and that of over a dozen fine poets here! Inspiration received and pen was then activated.. God bless..

M. L. Kiser February 1, 2021 at 12:43 PM We must rage occasionally for our own sanity; this world is not an easy place to live in, but there's always hope. Nicely crafted pen Robert Lindley February 3, 2021 at 8:12 AM Thank you my friend. True, there is always hope. And that is oft the only lifeline one may have. God bless....