First, its hinted glint tinged the
Venetian Blinds like a timid child.
Slowly its emboldened gleam
permeated the obscure room
dispelling night’s cryptic rule.
Second, it beamed a brilliant column
of sun, glaring through blinds and
reflecting against the back wall.
Its gradual growing glow bled through
cracks and corners of the windows,
flooding the room with the brilliant blaze.
Finally, the dawn was declared as
the golden rapture hollowed out
the slightest shadows and took over.
Its light became the dominant force
defining the new day,
the absolute morning.
And there was evening
And there was morning
One Day...
The only Creation was Light
Darkness did not have to be created
It hovered over the Deep
Create Light ~ Dispel Darkness
He left His symphony unfinished
Ours is to complete His Work
Create Light ~ Dispel Darkness
A Scion of David awaits, His Royal Highness
My cat was killed. Murdered. Gunned down by a car.
In the street in front of his house. Horribly maimed.
I was bereft. It had been a terrific week until it wasn’t.
Then the tide turned and I started smiling again.
Not forgetting but shoving back my poor cat.
A child is missing. Two blocks from my home.
He is twelve. I cuddle my five and four year old tighter.
Looking out their windows, studying the street.
Wondering what has happened to this child.
Wondering who is out there.
It hurts to sit. I struggle through ten days of it.
On Tuesday I am in the emergency room.
Sharp pains in tummy and shingles on
my left hip blistering and angry now.
Purple blotches, and swollen. Angry.
I can do this. They hospitalize me four days.
Shove me out on my birthday
Even though I told them my pain is at nine.
I drive home, feeling excruciating pain.
Two hours later someone wakes me up.
My brother is dead.
I am done.
Hope gone.
unwanted, he covertly creeps into my thoughts
lest, to his disdain, unwitting smiles might escape
hope’s thief demands his own satisfaction
abandons me to wither in vain love’s desert
mock him I do when rising spirit permits happiness
control’s power victoriously beats within
February 10, 2019
Brave Actions Dispel The Darkest Of Foes
Brave actions dispel the darkest of foes
when righteous cuts heal massive woes
Deep into battles never truly completed
rise spirits again never truly defeated
Undaunted courage swings into the fray
with warrior's sword and its cutting ray
Each battle eats a few more lost souls
as demonic forces reach their evil goals
Neither wins in this eternal dark fight
the great fury blocks victory from sight
Yet victory resides in darkness quelled
not the number of savage combatants felled
On a special night a light will shine
evil goes hungry and courageous heroes dine
On triumph in its crafted golden shell
as the slain flee back into their dark Hell
Brave actions dispel the darkest of foes
when righteous cuts heal massive woes
Deep into battles never truly completed
rise spirits again never truly defeated
Every sunrise glory rains upon this earth
we fall to see blinded by our fleshly birth!
Robert J. Lindley, 03 31-2015
I dispel the myth of darkness...
As I reach for my little torch
the torch light cuts through the dark
...makes me feel so safe and secure...
The window starts a rattling...
as the wind it does its worst...
I reach for my little torch....
the rattling sound of the window
my little torch cannot reverse...
all safely tucked in bed...
Is safe these days the right word?
I dispel the myth of darkness...
...as I reach for my little torch...
I dispel the myth of darkness...
little torch you shine so bright...
I accidently left you on...
your battery went flat in the night...
...Bugger!
...I dispel the myth of darkness...
Pall of gloom,
fluttering,
and dark,
light of hope,
wavering,
but sharp,
twain met,
clashing,
and headlong,
one won,
convincingly,
and strong.