Short Decrying Poems

All these days that I limped on,
once too often on a lonely lawn,
always feeling somethings gone,
and pondering why my minds so torn?

I take a journey back down the road,
decrying off my shoulder's load,
picking up pieces of a joy abode,
and on my horse back I rode.

And while on the way to destiny,
hurt by my minded mutiny,
I bind up the pieces just to see,
a once happy portrait of you and me!...

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polydactyl fractals
and digital manipulation
like "fat fingers"
pushing "astroturf" clods
and "usefull idiots" onto the street
into the traffic
goose stepping in lockstep
against what they're for
    unaware
their prophets decrying profits
(historically elite)
the politburo oligarchy
with power
from the barrel of a gun
and needing Adam Smith
  to eat
but oh well
what's a few hundred million
    citizens
  between fiends?...

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‘I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.’
Sorry, Lord; it’s no longer you.
I rid myself of your religion, purge the poison
That had me bowing down to humans being
You. Pretend prophets and sacred sinners
Defining my worth, decrying my world,
Condemning my life in the name of Your Word.
Preach no more, as I profess my love to another.
My sister has the first gospel, I have the fourth,
And that’s a better religion for us both....

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Of course, my dear, you're a little shying,
And my October's pale and gray,
What will you say to friend decrying,
Who has remembered you in day?

I feel myself, I have been punished
with heartless torment without fault
By you and Muse, that is un banished,
But the sky is kind for my world.

You do not love you need no feeling
Of mine, I'm lost, you will not find,
I'm not your bridegroom, it is killing
And you will leave Love hymn behind....

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Once Cast Into Stormy Winds, Words Decrying Fate

I bid adieu, life and hidden glory not found
in defiance I speak from this high lofty height
once slaving in destructive blindness, firmly bound
to mortal arrogance, rage born in dark of night
Final words, I utter before I make this leap
you that slayed me, your false victory may keep!

R.J. Lindley, March 11th, 1978
Rhyme, ( Verses born after deep betrayal )
( Staring into eternity and roaring against Fate's black hands )...

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Flowering nature defines regrowth
within cycles of perpetuating life
Rotational seasons universally 
acclaimed, fruitful, abundant, then
withering to autumnal variegated scents
and scenic hues of vibrant golds, copper 
and plum feted reds decrying diminishing 
twilight hour before extinguishing 
concealed beneath the inclement 
winter’s blanket of snow


Vibrational throb
instrumentally wakens
snowdrop’s snowy head


Haibun Poetry Contest Moments of Reflection
Date 4/21/21...

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