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Tragic, When Innocence Was Lost And Love Fled

Tragic, When Innocence Was Lost And Love Fled (Youth, Dreams And Reality Series) poem number 1) Like lake June swans once so were she and I Passionate romance money cannot buy Coupled and in heart's fervor we stood Giving into our fever all we could She the flighted arrow, I the strong bow In our innocent youth fearing no blows Living love's bounty, dreaming wondrous dreams In sweet blindness, not seeing world's black schemes. O' deepest sorrows why were you thus cast Allowing joy to fade away so fast Had we not with truest hearts in love fled Together, spirit and soul therein wed Watching beauty of night's heavenly skies World's evils we gave no thought or replies Living love's bounty, dreaming wondrous dreams In sweet blindness, not seeing world's black schemes. How I now so grieve that ill-fated day In my epic misery bow to pray For sweet mercy and yet another shot To live forever in our moonlit spot Swearing to always refuse any goodbye Such dark reality firmly deny Living love's bounty, dreaming wondrous dreams In sweet blindness, not seeing world's black schemes. Like lake June swans once so were she and I Passionate romance money cannot buy Coupled and in heart's fervor we stood Giving into our fever all we could She the flighted arrow, I the strong bow In our innocent youth fearing no blows Living love's bounty, dreaming wondrous dreams In sweet blindness, not seeing world's black schemes. Robert J. Lindley, 9-12-2021 Romanticism, ( What Once Was, And Can Never Be Again ) Note- "Such sorrows of youth and the innocence that was our shield." "Talibus aerumnas iuvenum et innocens clypei" *** Tragic, When Innocence Was Lost And Love Fled (Youth, Dreams And Reality Series) poem number 2) Beauty waltzed in on my diamond dreams While I a young lad wading rushing streams There bright roses and lush gardens in bloom Bringing me back from the darkness and gloom How oft we wonder why happiness flees Despite our prayers, our sincerest pleas Yet tomorrow always comes, life moves on Where we find beauty in a simple stone. I wake from dreams and eager dawn I beg Give me back love and my young dancing legs For in this tired ole spirit hope still shines I see Nature's beauty smell scented pines Walk the ancient trails and rest a bit Thank God my bloodline gives me heart and grit Oft I wonder who now walks these old shoes As lonely builds its walls and sings its blues. Sun sets a glowing red, life welcomes soft night Such a soulful peace allows no dark fright In youth I found that time was not a friend For took away joy as happy days end And some nights radiant moon its rays hid Reminding, fairy tales are just for kids In those somber thoughts, her dear face appears And then in waiting heart love romance sears. Beauty waltzed in on my diamond dreams While I a young lad wading rushing streams There bright roses and lush gardens in bloom Bringing me back from the darkness and gloom How oft we wonder why happiness flees Despite our prayers, our sincerest pleas Yet tomorrow always comes, life moves on Where we find beauty in a simple stone. Robert J. Lindley, 9-12-2021 Romanticism, ( What Once Was, And Can Never Be Again ) Note- "I that hold hope as a long lost friend. Await its gifts"… "I. Qui spem tam diu perditam teneo amici. Exspecta eius dona."

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Date: 9/18/2021 8:07:00 AM
"She the flighted arrow, I the strong bow" - excellent. God bless you my friend.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/20/2021 4:58:00 PM
Thank you my friend. I felt that verse and with my being a lifelong archer, longbow and recurves. I know the beauty of the arrow flight. It came to me like a shot... God bless...
Date: 9/15/2021 5:14:00 PM
Beautiful, elegant romantic poetry with the flavour of Victorian verse of that genre, the second one in particular moves with a natural flow. Well done! Robert.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/16/2021 11:04:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I was inspired by the theme of this blog and verses came to me from the nether regions were light splashes gaily and love embraces everything. There under a brief spell, this old soul saw heavenlt things. Only to later wake and wonder- was it, was it-- but a sweet passing dream... God bless...
Date: 9/14/2021 1:15:00 PM
I lost myself in that 2nd one; well penned.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/14/2021 2:11:00 PM
Thank you my friend. Both poems flowed when I was composing them. But the second one came the fasted almost in one solid gushing. I mentally went back and found heart of youth and those memories that molded me into the man and the ever seeking poet that I am now. God bless...
Date: 9/13/2021 2:32:00 AM
Lost love but living on forever in your thoughts, Robert, great poem on romanticism:)
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/14/2021 11:29:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Most of it will be with me unti Ipass on. Even now with my memory losss getting worse those things and people are there strong and vibrant in my heart, mind and soul. God bless..
Date: 9/13/2021 2:29:00 AM
What once was and is now lost leaving many happy memories but you look back with sadness for what is no more. One that many will be able to relate to. Hope you're well Robert. Tom
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/14/2021 11:27:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I am far better today at least. True, happy memories abound and oft even the sad memories contain remnants of love, joy,sweet life and hope. God bless..
Date: 9/13/2021 1:55:00 AM
So happy to see you still writing and so proficiently.... you always rhyme and flow so well and this is evident in your verses... the last stanza is great, especially the opening lines... Beauty waltzed in on my diamond dreams While I a young lad wading rushing streams There bright roses and lush gardens in bloom Bringing me back from the darkness and gloom How oft we wonder why happiness flees Despite our prayers, our sincerest pleas Yet tomorrow always comes, life moves on Where we find beauty in a simple stone.
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Date: 9/14/2021 11:25:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I am so glad to see yoiu are back! I had that invisible guide gift me some verses to run with. And liuckily I was at that time able to race ionward a bit with it. God bless...
Date: 9/12/2021 8:04:00 PM
From my new blog, two poems born to express that which a poet's heart must give away. For what oft comes as a gift must then be regifted.. We that ink these verses that may help others simply must let them see light of day....
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