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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

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Dictionary-:   NIGGARDLY
Definitions from Oxford Languages · Learn more
nig·gard·ly
adjective
ungenerous; stingy.
"serving out the rations with a niggardly hand"
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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
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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! Login to Reply

J. Summers Date: 7/23/2023 10:46:00 AM Written at 17, most impressive and as relevant now as then. John Login to Reply 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 Login to Reply 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..