Limbs Poems

From Limbs of Thought

These silent pages, barren, white, 
as still as any snow-filled night, 
will come to life when dawn begins to breathe. 

Then words, in fresh emotion caught, 
like wind-blown leaves from limbs of thought, 
drift down to paint the emptiness beneath. 

In vivid colors, crisp and clean, 
they whirl across the frozen scene 
and circle in a poem like a wreath.

Limbs - Apr 28

Crick, Crack,Pop!,—“Ow!”, ach… won’t my joints of ache
never relent? The tension—every move—
with each attempt to loose—a rigid groove—
my muscles,—all efforts to simply break

the pressure,—ayayaye,so,taut—,to shake
free my body, to feel the strain improve,
I’ve tried to stretch myself  so   to    remove
the overwhelming cramps and pangs, which rake

my shambling corpse.—But ill I find no cure
to remedy such condition as that mine;
Six months’ wait ’til a doctor checks my spine,
—and even then who knows if they’ll be sure
what sickness ails my feeble, failing form?
I’ll blow it off: pain has become my norm.

tree limbs

following day storm 
the yard becomes covered by limbs 
hiding squirrel seen

Limbs

Beneath a galloping wind
I am gathering fallen twigs and
other broken scrub.

Suddenly, head bent to this
thoughtless labor,
I am aware,
now upon my unheeding skin
fox ears prick up.

The pink shells
of seeking fingertips
trace my shoreline.
An ocean spills over
the walls of my heart.

Flocks of Robins shower down,
a gift from the racing sky?

Swift time is confounded,
I am transfixed.

This very windblown acre
instantly revealed,
as just one more feature
within a sky-wide heaven.

Beneath the Limbs of Life

Several
forever fading
fragments of
one single
 shattered dream. 
Who’s streams
 of significance
flow far behind
the shadows of time.

leaving behind
their minimal
minor moments .
Which forever engrave
 themselves 
deep within 
the depths of my 
shattered heart .

Through the Trees

Winter grace
fading in silhouettes
falling through oak limbs






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Bare Limbs

winter has arrived
ill winds have despoiled the leaves~
bare limbs and branches

Back To Rock N' Roll

 
Our time to spin round the  world,
Back to rock n' roll!
Springtime leach's wings speak a lot
Back to rock n' roll

I've been to Mars still never let hopes
In flyin' around the world

Our time to spin round the world,
Back to rock n' roll

Fistful figurative piece of word
Back to rock n' roll

Riverside fresh, beaches of green
Really melodic peaches of leaves
Dancin' along, ready for any brawl
Back to rock n' roll

Time soon turns over
No more time to do things slower

Our time to spin round the world,
Back to rock n' roll

Seaside salty, beaches of sand
Really melancholic shrieks of leaves
Singin' all day in a lot of woes,
Back to rock n' roll

Our time to spin round the  world,
Back to rock n' roll!
Autumn-time its morbid limbs alone
In silence beg for more

Our time to spin round the world,
Back to rock n' roll

Fistful figurative piece of word
Back to rock n' roll

(A typical example of poetic Rock Songs' Lyrics)

Wise Old Branches

sunlight blinks softly
through naked, wise old branches
yearning for spring thaw







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November 9, 2020

Limbs Cage

limbs cage the spirit 
precipice or protection
moments to ponder

Haiku 5 - 2020

bare tree limbs and trunk
winter wizard waved his wand
gifted a white coat

Lurched Lousy Limbs

*Lurched Lousy Limbs*

thick soles seducing
eerie earth scrunching
tracing tactic trudges
cowering cornered crushes
pale paths tucked
gaunt gaze; gulp!

mystic monster smirked
nocturnal nature athirst
felon fondling first

then a twist
lurched lousy limbs
dactyls callous covering

goblin moved monster
dragging dainty disaster.
     19:12:18:16:54

~Note~ A goblin fought with a monster who'd claimed dominance before its arrival. At the approach of the goblin, the dactyls made per the feet of the monster were covered by the enormous goblin's. The goblin at that moved the monster and then a fight ensues. A claim on dominance.

Decaying Oak

Decay, decays?  
        Never, this oak lives forever!
      Bit by beetle bugs that on me did graze. 
        Birds my bark did sever.
  A broken twig pointed the way of my decline.
  Twisted limbs, fungus, and burls strained this trunky spine.
    Termites made my hollows to whine.
  Leaves lost their grip, falling, as I, over chill days.

Date: 06/14/2019
Contest: Writing Challenge 1, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart

Tend Thy Orchard, Its Bad Limbs Prune

Tend Thy Orchard, Its Bad Limbs Prune

Shall thee let hope hold firmest sway,
Live life well now, without delay;
Enjoy the beach and its cool nights
Walk under moon's soft beaming lights.
Remember sorrow comes with grey,
Relief shall come if one but prays:
Yet thy heart must seek, stay in tune,
Tend thy orchard, its bad limbs prune.

Hold thee deep, virtues that are good,
Rarely say, if only I could;
Be given more, my days are hard
Life now deals me very bad cards.
Send me more, I deserve it all:
I bow and answer thy hard call,
Reward me for my greater work,
For my duty I never shirk.

Tis' best to in a humble way,
Sacrifice more, asking no pay;
Enjoy hard tasks, thee are blessed,
With those unseen hands that caressed,
Faithful Hearts and Souls from the start,
Joined in truth that which never parts.
Embrace the favors in Truth's Light,
Fear not demons of darkest night.

Robert J. Lindley, 5-25-2018
RHYME, ( Tribute to Christina Rossetti )

Limbs

limbs prostrate and reach —
soul’s somatic form agrees
           to remember God

                          2/9/2018

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