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To Live, To Dream, Being With the Goddess Yet Again

To Live, To Dream, Being With The Goddess Yet Again I walk with trepidation, nine inch nails in my aching soul A grieving ghost, far, far atop a long black telephone pole This ole heart has taken bullets, yet lived to still smile Crawled through cesspool and walked ten thousand miles Fought a mad raging tiger, gouged out its yellow eyes Stole a spaceship and far away into Venus flies Yet your love did me in, I was a snake without any skin A hiding animal, running from world's dark naked sin And that August midnight saw me in a tough city bar Drunk to the gills, fighting three men, how I got my scars But my baby, your cruel lying breakup destroyed the "Me" And into a savage dry desert I did with great haste flee. O' but on some mornings I wake from a most delicious dream. We naked together, in the shower, making up our own great steam. Robert J. Lindley, July1, 1977 Sonnet Note. \ She ripped out my poor soul and then spat upon it Her vicious anger cut me like thousand blades I endured her slicing words, her cruel and vilest stare Then in the end she broke my nose with her last hit. Note- And yes this poem composed based upon my life, a true story. I view myself as lucky to be alive. Her beauty almost killed me. RJL

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Suzanne Delaney

Date: 9/5/2023 3:46:00 PM

VIvid and passionate, Robert: It runs the scales to deepest emotions with hurt drowning in the depths. Do you know what killed her in the end….? Riveting story. SuZ

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/5/2023 3:55:00 PM

She died about 8 years later from a cancer, I never heard what kind she had. I'm telling you she turned into a demon.

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/5/2023 3:54:00 PM

Thank you, my friend. Yes, it was an emotional poem. She was indeed a she devil. Showed her true colors after moving in with me. Vicious is the word for her. I was lucky to escape without having even more damage done to me. God bless.

Sotto Poet

Date: 8/13/2023 5:39:00 PM

Your heartfelt words are truly exquisite and deeply valued, Robert. Your exceptional use of imagery, such as comparing yourself to a vulnerable snake fleeing from the raw and immoral aspects of the world, is truly commendable. You have done an outstanding job, my dear friend.

Robert Lindley
Date: 8/14/2023 5:26:00 AM

Thank you, my good friend. Yes, in my youth many temptations came my way. Life through my twenties was quite wild. But I survived and got away from the wildness. God bless.

Robert Lindley

Date: 8/13/2023 4:07:00 PM

haha on me. There was a time that I worshipped her. I would have cut off my right arm for her if she asked for it. But in the end she began to hate me the same way she hated herself. Yes, she was a drop-dead beautiful woman--sexy as all hell. But finally, she turned her fury upon a very young me. Unleashed pure hell upon me . And I took it until I woke to see she was a horrendous witch in hiding.

Robert Lindley
Date: 8/13/2023 4:08:00 PM

I fled and let her fury turn inward on herself. She moved away and passed away at the age of 28, which was 4 years after we broke up. I had truly hoped that she would change.