(My Tribute poem, honoring Alfred Noyes....)
Defiance, The Old Gods Fall, And Dark Mortal Reign Begins
Fiery earth, multitude of chasms deep
The gods rose from their long and restless sleep,
Of those few again stirring brave and wise,
Night’s last breath then magnificent sunrise
Invincible new Gods as yet unborn
Quaked the earth, as high heavens are torn.
Again the gods woke from their restless sleep
Pale the colors as Gods learned to weep
Mortal defiance, as it swiftly grows,
O’ Seer, virgin flesh, in time arose
Dying Gods their powers had failed to keep
Earth's realm free, as mankind's destiny seeps.
Solitude, neglect had laid heavy blows
Universe its powers, had set new shows
As retiring Gods fled the future’s flight,
Man’s spirit therein, sought the blessed light
Yet in that vein, darkness again held sway
From fleeing Gods heard, "Mortals too shall pay".
Robert J. Lindley, 8-13-2020
Rhyme, ( Man's Powers Grew As The Old Fleeing Gods Fled )
From my new blog-8/13/2020
My Tribute Poem, honoring Alfred Noyes....
Defiance, The Gods Fall, And Mortal Reign Begins
Fiery earth, multitude of chasms deep
The gods rose from their long and restless sleep,
Of those few again stirring brave and wise,
Night’s last breath then magnificent sunrise
Invincible new Gods as yet unborn
Quaked the earth, as high heavens are torn.
Again the gods woke from their restless sleep
Pale the colors as Gods learned to weep
Mortal defiance, as it swiftly grows,
O’ Seer, virgin flesh, in time arose
Dying Gods their powers had failed to keep
Earth's realm free, as mankind's destiny seeps.
Solitude, neglect had laid heavy blows
Universe its powers, had set new shows
As retiring Gods fled the future’s flight,
Man’s spirit therein, sought the blessed light
Yet in that vein, darkness again held sway
From fleeing Gods heard, "Mortals too shall pay".
Robert J. Lindley, 8-13-2020
Rhyme, ( Man's Powers Grew As The Fleeing Gods Fled )
Tribute poem, honoring the great poet- Alfred Noyes..
Farewell, Youthful Days Of Wading In Crystal Clear Streams
Farewell, the coming dawn and its soft, golden glow
born as infant fawn, a peaceful river in flow
or a memory of life beneath crescent moon
Refreshing breeze, shade's breath, simmering in hot June.
Farewell, that dream, a glory yet to be unfurled
Predawn vision of happiness in this sad world
or true essence of love and its power to heal
Lost soul, gifted again the joy a heart can feel.
Farewell, those whispers of new promising delights
found within romantic scenes on cool moonlit nights
or lingering kiss, given within sweetest zeal
infinite treasure once found, none can ever steal.
Farewell, new discoveries of love, its powers.
Farewell, remembered gems, those passionate fine hours.
Robert J. Lindley, 3-10-2020
A new Sonnet, ( Composed as Tribute to poet, Alfred Noyes )
see my new blog on this amazing poet...
Man, you say you want it
When you don't want it
You say you don't want it
When you want it.
Man, you say you're okay
When you're not okay
You say you're not okay
When you're okay.
Man, you say there's nothing
When there is a lot
You say there is a lot
When there's nothing.
Man, you say you're in love
When you're not in love
You say you're not in love
When you're in love.
So, fake it or be real?
Or make it a Noyes lie?
It should be like French pie
Drowned in a mouthful of wine.
Denis DNT
Beijing, September 2007.
When I opened my eyes, Mum’s love as my first sight
Those everlasting enjoys, Wrapped in a loving mist
laughing all with joys, Running to be a specialist
Unaware of the future ploys, of those so called sophist
Got to play with new toys, found it was so rhythmist
Thrill, adventure and killjoys, with the feelings of revolutionist
The day has come to deploy, proud to got shortlist
had a target to destroy, a country with our relativist
A heart’s true, pure, deep voice, somewhere it exist
A little internal noyes, saying not to be racist
The first victim were boys, those innocent civilist ,
Those blast of cries, oh how can I be such a demonist
A never ending sighs, hurt so much in the heart midst
The sad feeling why, coming to a mind of shootist
The last breathe of my, tears and pains with a tongue twist
Hey I don’t want to be the guy, who is named as a terrorist
Oh my God in the sky, do me a favor if you ever exist
I wanna spread the peace and joy, in my new life as a humanist
Hey I don’t wanna be that guy, who is named as a Terrorist
Hey I don’t wanna be that guy, who is named as a Terrorist