Untitled, Unredeemed and Unrequited
Untitled, Unredeemed and Unrequited
Never have I appreciated poetry more than at this stage in my life,
as I peek at the closing curtain
Tumult, chaos and turmoil all are edges of that same evil knife,
find one, find the others for certain
A Saving Grace, now that is the treasure I truly dare to seek,
for none of the other matter
This dark world, a hell of a place for those sweet and so meek,
righteous hearts that shatter
Robert J. Lindley, 02-21-2015
Note: A fragment of a poem in process, came to me in a dream tonight. I got up , wrote this down.
Must sleep , hoping to find the remaining Muse hidden treasure...
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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