Robert Lindley Poet Free verse

Where Man Walks Blindly and Heart Begs Relief

Where Man Walks Blindly And Heart Begs Relief

In the gnashing of teeth rests 
a curse hurled at infinity
with its smug cannons of false piety
and impudent airs of erosion.
Where that mystical Chalice of Hope
walks upon its three broken legs
seven poison arrows await delivery
unto Dawn's wide and gaping jaws.
As solemn cries quake the dying tree
untouched fruit, begs the ants
see our value, our sorrows
and tear into us, divinely.
From within hurt's final locket
golden relief asks no more
midnight flights of fancy
or delicious dregs of sad sorrows.
From seas of swarming inequities
fly certainty of rectitude
pipes of anxiety
chasms of cavernous solitude
and spasms of deepest regrets.
Where hides oceans of serenity
touch of soft velvety clouds
fertile soils of sweet charity
warmth of dawn's gasping lights
its new greeting hands?

Robert J. Lindley, 5-04-2019
Free verse, ( Thoughts My Muse Once Forbade Me To Ink )
Note: From this following old poem fragment that I recently found
on the back of one of my longer poems, I sat down and decided to write a free verse creation from that ancient time in my life and my memory of my thoughts back then 
("As I walk short plank over hollow seas
  Begging my feet to race ever faster
  Or else jump as if all falling was free
  And no more was Fate my truest master!" 
  RJL,1973 )

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Jennifer Proxenos May 7, 2019 at 1:38 PM That is wonderful dear friend that you found that short piece of poetry from 1973, which inspired you to write such a deep and heartfelt masterpiece - breathtaking write Robert! Hugs, Jennifer. Robert Lindley May 7, 2019 at 5:05 PM Thank you my friend. I am so pleased you find such favor with this very old resurrected piece!!

Connie Marcum Wong May 7, 2019 at 2:06 AM Going to the deep dark corners of the mind to let that darkness flee Robert. A brilliant piece my friend! : ) xxoo Robert Lindley May 7, 2019 at 5:05 PM Thank you my friend. Sometimes the poem calls for going deeper and deeper into that dark and oft foreboding and terrifying void.

M. L. Kiser May 6, 2019 at 5:32 AM A very vivid bit of imagery in this poem. "Where that mystical Chalice of Hope walks upon its three broken legs" love this idea. "seas of swarming inequities"; I get a visual idea of this and see a dark and very muddy, clouded sea. "As I walk short plank over hollow seas", a powerful image. Life is not easy and relationships make it all the more difficult. "Fav'd" Robert Lindley May 7, 2019 at 5:03 PM Thank you my friend. So true, life is not easy and it is over far, far too soon. Man usually has just barely started gaining that much needed wisdom when Fate takes him away.

Kurt Ravidas May 5, 2019 at 3:16 PM The extreme degree of the darkness. But if you come close to it, as close as possible, you see that the darkness is a source of light and the light itself. I love your darkness, Robert, the darkness which is full of light. Robert Lindley May 7, 2019 at 5:01 PM Thank you my friend. Your kind comments are a fine gift and much appreciated blessing to me.

Darlene De Beaulieu May 5, 2019 at 2:15 PM Hello Robert,I like the way you wrote this poem. it tells a story form in poetry. Have a nice day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu May 7, 2019 at 11:57 AM I am pleased that you feel this way. about the poem. have a nice day my friend. Robert Lindley May 5, 2019 at 2:32 PM Thank you my friend. That it was noted and liked by you is enough for me to be satisfied with it as it now stands my friend! God bless and keep you... Robert

Paul Callus May 5, 2019 at 1:39 PM This is a powerful poem which is emotionally impactful, Robert. I find the end result worthy of a fav, my friend. Keep your pen busy!! Best regards // paul Robert Lindley May 5, 2019 at 2:30 PM Thank you my friend. I let loose thoughts that I most oft keep very well guarded. I am immensely happy and pleased that you honor me by finding this poem worthy of a fave! God bless.....

Lawrence Sharp May 5, 2019 at 10:26 AM 'Smug cannons of false piety and impudent airs of erosion'... I took a minute to soak up this passage, it was brilliant... and then a number of lines that followed were just as good ! Great poem, fave ! Robert Lindley May 5, 2019 at 11:20 AM Thank you my friend. I kinda went with the flow with that poem as my muse was on vacation and, *The air spat a misty glow upon window's undeniable reflections.* The first ghost danced a jig, while howling with fiendish delight.*The second, took a turn at arrogant inked imperfections.*And I fought off the third ghost with my weakened poetic might. Thanks for the fave too!!

David Mchattie May 4, 2019 at 2:29 PM Wow. The creative juices were really flowing when this was written. Well done. Have a great day. Robert Lindley May 5, 2019 at 7:06 AM Thank you my friend. This is and was a bit of casting ink into inner regions of thought and asking myself if Life is truly worth it- the pain, the heartache and/or the world's hits can sometimes lead one to say, ""Black storm, do thy damn best to slay.*I wither not at thy hard gales* Nor will I great honor thee pay *For my life has seen many hells.""

Caren Krutsinger May 4, 2019 at 6:03 AM Such a deeply profound write. "chasms of cavernous solitude and spasms of deepest regrets." Gave me pause, and made me think. Yes, exactly write! Robert Lindley May 4, 2019 at 12:48 PM Thank you my friend. Every once in a while, I tend to just let one fly out as it may. Call it an exercise in free spirit, seeking truth and/or giving my muse her well earned dues!! At least, that is what I tell her to soother her too oft ruffled feathers my friend. Which I so truly often loathe to so grievously stir up to aggrieve...