Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

When We Know a Cool Apple Cider Would Be Nice

When We Know A Cool Apple Cider Would Be Nice

Brownish red hues emitted from angry red skies
Such depths of emotions sometimes are born from lies
Much as rattle-snake rings it tails before it bites
Poor country boy sang, save me, just before he dies
And there was no angel to save him that black-night
As wild river turns and floods the new founded town
The town throng asked who is wrong and who is right
All the hero gave them was a tormented frown
The storm smiling idlily, at first hides its face
Then it gave forth rampant lightning and heavy blows
When all was over we had such a torn up place 
We knew that old man Satan had played his show.

Asking ourselves if the pain is worth the damn price.
When we know, a cool apple cider would be nice.

Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet
April 5th 1974

Note
Sometimes we know that making the decision is much harder than the actual fight will be.

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Lady Labyrinth July 7, 2023 at 1:22 PM I note this was written in 1974. Fabulous words of wisdom, but rarely any of us at that age listen, we think we know it all. I must say, Lindley, this way of writing for you is a fascinating change, the style is vivid with colour, sound, taste, much of the senses. I'd like to read more of this style of writing. Robert Lindley July 9, 2023 at 9:00 AM Thank you, my friend. Yes, I did write differently 40/48 years ago. I was trying new things back then. Iam most pleased that you liked it. God bless.