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Yes, I Remember Her Venomous Sting

Yes, I Remember Her Venomous Sting

The newfound rock the size of a baseball
I throw it into an angry window
To hear with bursted ear and see glass fall
This hunchback world what the hell does it know
People, crowding earth with their rabbled lives
Amidst this decay, this old dying heap
What of ones' life is happy, does it thrive
Or just a junkyard were rotten trash sleeps.

The newfound rock the size of a baseball
I am itching to throw and break something
Are my nerves frayed you ask, not at all
It is that I know the hurt of her sting.

The newfound rock the size of a baseball.
I throw it before supper mother calls.

Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet
May 14th 1972

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Robert Lindley Date: 8/18/2023 1:40:00 PM Thank you, my friend. Better to have loved and loss than to never to have loved at all my friend. Second grade is a bit early for love but your heart is surely yours. God bless. Login to Reply Sam Kauffman Date: 8/21/2023 11:43:00 AM So glad your brother's attic proved to be a safe haven for a few of your older poems! Blessings!

Sam Kauffman Date: 8/18/2023 1:32:00 PM Once again, my friend, I am "rocked" with amazement at your finesse with words and images that tell your story! Even in '72 your poetic prowess was on full display! Thank you for this sonnet that breathes with emotion. Blessings dear friend. Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 8/18/2023 1:44:00 PM Thank you, my good friend. I at that time had already composed about 150 poems. Most were in the group that got burned by a vitaceous ex-wife,. Some few were in those recently found in my older brother's attic. God bless you...