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What of This Niggardly Miserable Earth

What Of This Niggardly Miserable Earth What of this niggardly miserable earth this small plot awaiting a white tombstone when she cares and asks what is it all worth once enslaved a soul fades into bone a place to arrive and sleep and slumber deep under so willingly turned soil when life gasped and then ups your number no more the dawn's waking or daily toil here sleep with ancient and wizened trees O great wizard is there no remedy is life just spasms and then some comedy no amount of beggarly hoping please is there not paradise thus awaiting kind when we think of a life of pure ease. What of this niggardly miserable earth. When she cares and asks what is it all worth? Robert J. Lindley, 16 verse sonnet JULY-03-1971, age 17 Note ; Erased ************************ Dictionary-: NIGGARDLY Definitions from Oxford Languages · Learn more nig·gard·ly adjective ungenerous; stingy. "serving out the rations with a niggardly hand" Similar: miserly parsimonious close-fisted penny-pinching cheeseparing penurious grasping greedy avaricious Scroogelike ungenerous illiberal close mean stingy mingy tight tightfisted money-grubbing money-grabbing cheap near View 2 vulgar slang words Opposite: generous adverb ARCHAIC in a stingy or meager manner.

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Rob Carmack

Date: 11/21/2023 9:21:00 AM

Love 'soul fades into bone'. This one a fav!

J. Summers

Date: 7/23/2023 10:46:00 AM

Written at 17, most impressive and as relevant now as then. John

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/23/2023 11:39:00 AM

Thank you, my friend. I too believe it is relevant. Humanity operates on its darker instincts. Yields to greedy temptations and the ever greater quest for power. The whole controls the minor pars in life. This world operates as a dark entity and we must face that firmly. God bless...

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 7/23/2023 8:54:00 AM

We rant and rave, we plant, we grow, we give, we sow, we take, we make then the plague millions die, an early grave. I believe Earth gives us as we deserve, if we act with miserly intentions though not needed, will we be blessed with paradise of course we can't be careless either so we must have faith in ourselves and trust, that we will choose a middle path. hugs, blessings, Jennifer

Robert Lindley
Date: 7/23/2023 9:00:00 AM

Thank you, my good friend. A very insightful comment you have given me. Yes, you are dead on the mark. We walk our path and for better or worse its as = "we ourselves make it". If we yield to worldly temptations without proper judicial reserve we end up in a bad way . God bless..