Best Walked Poems
We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down
Walking the white sands by the windy sea
Lost in my deep thoughts of love, you and me
Nights in private, locked in long held embrace
In hearts glow, our most cherished hidden place
I walked flowing hills, where we once danced
Waded flowering meadows, where we romanced
Sun and blue sky both reminded me of you
If only, once again blessed, we could do
We journeyed into Nature and love's bliss
O' how that time, I now so sorely miss
We lost our way, coming storm tore us apart
I could not forgive, when you broke my heart
We walked the night sands, moon shining down
I still see you, in your white flowing gown
R.J. Lindley
June 11th, 1975
Categories:
walked, angel, dedication, heartbroken, lost
Form:
Sonnet
To Those That Have Walked Dark Halls Of Deepest Grief
Truth of deep grief and its healing powers;
Are not in the anguish pains that invade,
With the blackest of black in midnight hours
Dancing dark corridors in Hell's parade.
It rests in the sweet blessings of gloom's end
That relief, when one sees beyond deep dark-
Finding that Hope brings Light, as a true friend
Slaying loss, once felt so savage and stark,
Grief cuts down long sad shadows if allowed
For mourning births seeds, of Life thus renewed
By tilling hopeful ground with new love plowed
Thus finding gifts that kindness has accrued.
Such one may embrace, path to better Life:
Where happiness ends pain and bitter strife.
Robert J. Lindley,
Sonnet, ( The Healing Power Of Grief Survived )
Note-
Death is darkest of painful tragedies
Its sting, births misery like no other
It is a black curse without remedies
Epic sorrows when it strikes one's mother...
Categories:
walked, death, deep, family, feelings,
Form:
Sonnet
When he walked away
He yearned for you to call him back
Even though it would not be what it use to be
He hoped; he had that believe that you could try again
That "call back" never came
Just like that morning
As with every morning thereafter
He wondered should he have turned back
Just get a last glimpse of your smile
A smile that said you believed in us
Instead all he got was a bewildered face
A stare that had so many "what ifs"
@193506042015
Categories:
walked, break up, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
This now, is who I truly am
as my pen takes liberty.
What now, I write is where I ‘ve been
so much there for all to see.
Good and bad, the in-betweens,
the road walked down through the years,
a panoramic display of scenes
from sunshine highs to darkened tears.
But I am not so unlike you,
you who would glance across this write.
The road you’ve walked that I never knew;
are similar roads not brought to light ?
Know me by the writes you read
and I’ll do the same for you.
Writing is our consuming need
as to ourselves we must stay true.
***Debra Guzzi,
I was mindful of the syllable count in each line
as we’ve discussed in the past, but I had to let my heart go on this one.
(No reflection on your great teaching ability!!)
Categories:
walked, life, on writing and
Form:
Rhyme
He watched her walk away that day
The tears ran down his nose
Her walk was frisky from behind
She knew just how to pose
He recalled those soft summer nights
When they would ride 'til dawn
He'd rub her shoulders gently then
'Til all the ache was gone
Then they'd stand high on mountain tops
While she would breathe the air
They'd watch the world as it rolled by
Without a single care
Then hard times came and raised their head
He was forced to sell her
He was a horse breeder, that's all -
Not a wealthy feller
May 13, 2016, for contest Make Their Jaws Drop
Categories:
walked, cute love,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
You Walked Away
I carried it always
…that scarf
……stolen
….….as you walked away.
Wore it as a knight
….adorned
……in my lady’s colours.
soothed myself
…with its soft texture
breathed deeply
…….. imagined scent
……long faded.
Wrapped my wound in it
….tied tightly
……a tourniquet
….to stem the loss of blood
protection
….from death’s coldness.
Hoping
…………it would work
as I shivered
……on that day
……you walked away…….
John G. Lawless
12/14/2015
Categories:
walked, lost love, soldier,
Form:
Free verse
He Walked Midnight Sands, In Deserts Of Black Light
He walked midnight sands, in deserts of black light
along old ghostly trails with shadows glowing bright
Never wavering or in doubt, heart blackest black
assured by horrific cries, knew he was on track
With blood-red lusting eyes, grievous moans gave that glee
far better their sweet pain, than kindness within he.
On to canyons of agonies, sweet their sad moans
tormented by his friends, so dear were crying groans
His favorite rest stop, large shining pools of red
into it with a huge hop, soaking up the dread
Relieved of his need, he sought swiftest return
mercy's call paid no heed, he cried let them all burn!
Back through black midnight sands, his evil thus sated
Into his lonesome grave, his darkness was fated.
R.J. Lindley,
Halloween, 1978
Dark Sonnet, 12/12..
Note- (1978) Evil thrives in this dark and brutal world. This is an imaginative poetic look into the black hearts and wicked minds/souls of people that embrace the darkness and die without ever seeing the Truth and the Light.
New Note- ( 10/29-2018)
Forty years have now flown by since this was first composed(in my youth)and evil still thrives in the deeds and the unmerciful hearts of the wicked. For when absent of Truth and Light, man turns to the dark and the evil that exerts such power in this world.
Categories:
walked, art, dark, death, halloween,
Form:
Sonnet
I Once Walked Scenic Woodland Trails
In the utter darkness of great forested nights,
those sounds call and beckon to me about life;
I am finding again my way into a bushel of lights,
a child, fleeing from this world and its strife.
Years of my youth, I walked scenic woodland trails,
a voyager across ancient and stoic seas;
Nature's beauty reigns supreme, all others fail,
wonders await amongst the tall, majestic trees.
Alas! Dark-winds come to shatter this beauty renown,
where my young feet danced and gladly roamed;
Man's arrogance and stupidity wants to tear it down,
After seeing it before, my heart sadly moaned.
Dare we, cry out for much more enlightened ways,
with greater understanding and loving hearts;
And seek always, for ever brighter forested days,
with this dream fulfilled, it surely restarts.
Robert J. Lindley , 12-02-2015
Note- So busy but my muse demanded I write this today,
this late at night. I need sleep!!
Categories:
walked, art, beauty, blessing, environment,
Form:
Rhyme
its been a long journey and we have come a long way
moved far apart, the busy life always holding sway
the little world we had within ourselves
gradually destroyed by the real world's harsh ways
we fought, we ventured, we won, we lost,
we waited and we drifted apart
amidst the cold winds the cherished beliefs did sway
the wounds taped over, the tears long dry
on a face marked with fake smiles,
we learned to compromise;
cold friendships forged, need of the hour met
companions many, confidant none
the eyes searching for the other
the solace amidst all the chaos
the sanity among the insane
reminiscing the days of carefree banter,
secrets shared, duels fought, each having the other's back
we both climbed from the opposite ends,
no longer in touch,consigned to mere thoughts
finally reaching the top, scarred and bruised,
hesitant to speak, scared to acknowledge the other
was it us that changed? Was it the world?
An involuntary smile said it all..
the small world still intact , thoughts still pristine
the far fetched dreams intact , words flowed freely,
childlike laughter echoed,
lauding the other's success,
shedding silent tears at the pain the other went through
A lifetime lived in an hour,
a kingdom won amidst the rubble
A single thought crossing the mind
what if we had faced it all together?
What if only we had believed?
What if we had not walked away?
Categories:
walked, bereavement, break up, crush,
Form:
Blank verse
She walked away
Hurriedly,
Without looking back,
Not thinking about
What she will be leaving behind
Not thinking about
The creature comforts
No afterthought and no regrets
All she could think about
Was getting away,
As far as possible before
He gets back
To discover or uncover
Another reason why she needs
To be his punching bag
His reasons always valid
Though silly in her eyes
But to him, it gave him
A reason,
It gave him
The authority
To lift his hand
It gave him the right
To kick her
Abuse her verbally
Treat her like she was nothing
Until today,
Until she found out
About the baby
She had something else
To live for
Dying was no longer a
Priority….
07/05/2011
*Ps: a work of fiction,
but a subject that is
pretty close to my heart,
having worked with abused
women*
Categories:
walked, hope, life, love
Form:
Free verse
Frivolous, wanton, devil may care.
pompously, bogus, respectable airs.
an arrogant youth, endowed with beauty.
born of leisure, with no sense of duty.
In youth, I walked the world so bold.
never worried a bit, while growing old.
never noticed my life, wasting away.
only living, and loving, just for today.
As the years began fleeting, I was to blind.
to see sand, in the hourglass, trickling time.
with no purpose, no meaning, without any plan.
I was fooling myself, wasn't really a man.
Now that youth has fled, like the changing seasons.
I'm paying the price for a life without reason.
My first attempt at a Sonnet....
Categories:
walked, age, irony,
Form:
Sonnet
We waved goodbye to the summer skies
As we walked below the last canopies of green
Our memories in awe at mother natures blooms
Appreciative as we witnessed her scene
Fading colourful spectrum's shared many a bed
Butterflies and insects buzz out another year
Yesterdays scents captured in our minds
Her beauty simply amazes, even brings a few tears
The winds through the trees whistle mournful tunes
Whilst the weakened leaves start their spiralling fall
We walk as they drift on the Autumn breeze
To watch their demise leaves an eerie enthral
The evening descends absorbing the light of the day
Giant cathedrals of brown change to an ebony black
Invisible sounds resonate amongst shadows of dark
This seasonal change shows no lack
Hand in hand we have walked through this beautiful park
Stopping and staring at the most beautiful of views
We head back home contemplating tomorrows writes
My girl and I sharing natures inspirational muse
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-9.php
Categories:
walked, girlfriend-boyfriend, inspirational, nature, seasonsbeautiful,
Form:
Quatrain
I TOO HAVE WALKED BLIND
~~~~~~~~~
I too have walked blind,
the pitch darkness, I learned,
was in my mind.
Momentarily, my mind had fumbled.
I voiced a "grumble".
In that instant, I found the block,
the light returned,
I did not stumble.
The block was the deaths of many!
Innocents facing death, mental trauma.
I pondered, look to my muse,
she too is confused,
I look into her eyes,
there I read words, ancient words!
She guides my quill, it scribes.
"They no not what they do"!
She looked at me and said,
"I too now seek respite,
though I will rest
I'm pleased,
we both can see the light we must follow,
the fight for what is right".
I was left alone, my pondering done,
I sought my pillow, it holds fantasies.
For a few hours in them, I shall wallow.
To you Shadow of the Past, the world,
I wish a safe goodnight!
Let the morrow's light guide you, us all,
to a life free of hate, wars and sorrow!
Categories:
walked, anxiety, words,
Form:
Free verse
She was made of the Earth on which she walked,
built by the Love that, from her, poured,
brought to life by the light she shone,
imbued with the innocence that, in all, she saw.
She sang her heart to every sunbeam,
danced her joy for all the Ocean,
painted life upon the Cosmos,
wore the wisdom of each mountain.
She communicated with the trees,
felt the warmth from distant stars,
cradled the souls of the beings she'd meet,
did all that she could to inspire good hearts.
She tended the fires of every sunset,
wandered in cloudscapes all over the planet,
her shadow rejoiced in the full moonlight,
her spirit brushed lifetimes it couldn't forget.
She swam in the night
and flowed with the seasons,
played among air currents,
and bathed in the heavens..
But she saw that not all was right in the world,
and her gentle heart hurt to perceive so much wrong.
She ached with the suffering people inflicted,
and never quite felt she could truly belong..
She crumbled under the waste of greed,
mourned the impediment of impatience,
was torn apart by lies and hatred,
and shattered by all the needless violence..
She bled the oil pulled from the ground,
grieved over prejudice and separation,
wept the blood of billions enslaved,
and cried for mercy, in desperation.
Every war was a cardiac arrest.
Every tree cut down, asphyxiation.
Every polluted river, sepsis.
Every species wiped out was an amputation.
She lost the innocence she no longer saw,
and dimmed was the light she struggled to shine.
She stemmed the Love that barely poured
and sank back to the Earth on which she'd walked.
Categories:
walked, earth, emotions, environment, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
She walked along life’s pathway
Dejected and alone
She walked along life’s pathway
Her course was yet unknown.
She passed by many people
Who wouldn’t even smile
She passed by many people
Who would not go the second mile.
She sighed and looked around her
The journey seemed so long
She sighed and looked around her
No one could sing her song.
She soon passed by Happyville
The people seemed alright
She soon passed by Happyville
She couldn’t spend the night.
She needed a happy pill
To get her through her day
She needed a happy pill
They wouldn’t let her stay.
She then passed by Strongville
The people seemed so tough
She then passed by Strongville
She wasn’t tough enough.
She rushed by Beautyville
They didn’t let her in
She rushed by Beautyville
She was plain and not thin.
She passed by Successville
The people with degrees
She passed by Successville
They’d bring her to her knees.
She passed by Churchville
The people there were saints
She passed by Churchville
They preached about constraints
She sat down and wondered
A tear rolled down her cheek
She sat down and wondered
Why she was so very weak.
She thought to just stay there
The world could pass her by
She thought to just stay there
It would be easier to die.
Just then he sat beside her
“You can lean on me!”
Just then he sat beside her
“There's much for you to see!”
He pulled her to her feet
He straightened up her hair
He pulled her to her feet
“There is beauty everywhere!”
He had learned the secret
It was no mystery
He had learned the secret
Contentville would set her free!
The people there were normal
They all had struggles too
The people there were normal
They’d make her feel brand new.
She walked along life’s pathway
She held on to his hand
She walked along life’s pathway
Glad that he could understand!
Categories:
walked, confusion, feelings, life, people,
Form:
Quatrain