“Holding on is believing that there's only a past; letting go is knowing that there's another future.” Author unknown.
Make no bones about it. I shall never want you,
Don't waste your love on someone worthless like me.
All is lost like a fat candle lit in bright sunlight,
Wasted as a dewdrop falling in the sea;
It's as pointless as a cold snowflake
Settling on freezing Mount Everest.
I'm deaf and dumb to your spirit,
Perhaps I'm stone blind or have a rock instead of a heart.
Don't blame yourself; my soul is ravished by tempests past
That rage was like a tornado inside me.
I try to dredge the ancient hates.
That left me stubborn and blind,
Swept by the hurricanes of old loves,
An anger whirling like a rushing wind,
I weave a shade dark and benighted
To smother all that's bad.
Alas, the end result is that I cannot love.
I'm just indifferent. Do I make myself clear?
Placed 1
Categories:
stone blind, lost love,
Form: Free verse
if tears of the sun were the metaphorical keys
to unlock twisted trinkets of the searing sky
would you feel the festering forest~
homing arctic orchids within these veins?
or am I to remain detached and numb;
caged in a cursed collision
like an evanescent epiphany
of a misled marionette ~
screaming for a cathartic elixir….
tonight my intuition is a passive-aggressive gaslighter
manipulating the inner voice ~ like a pathological liar
freezing the floral clairvoyance…
while curiosity keeps crawling
amidst crestfallen opium
I ponder: do frost and flame, as I breathe in bleakness~
transcribe how the echo
within the fog filters reality
curated in the midst of melted angst
fluctuating like stone-blind blackness~
a drop-dead delirium kissed by the darkness
of a silent sepulcher?
I’m a prisoner of splitting supernovae
caught in polarized pyretic disruptions
for everything feels like exaggerated deceit
when truth seems like a mere dot above~
a hyphen of irrational ratios
carved from calculated confusions,
betrayed by the violent strings
of my violin heart…
Categories:
stone blind, angst, anxiety, emotions, mental
Form: Free verse
Blowing Blissfully In Immense Wheat Fields Of Fertile Minds
Upon the soft winds and the unenduring pallid breeze
with its ragged, hot breath a flaming torch of frozen tease
she that keeps her knives ready to cut in so very deep
and poisons the pleasurable hours that tender heart sleeps
her beauty its mirage displays a glitterings of gold
and her spoken words cried by spirit far too damn bold
she that has the magnificent beauty of a siren's face
stole ravenous beating heart, without any to replace
as I drown in deep waters polluted by her foul breath
I feel the lying whisper of a very painful death
as pale sky and bold seas both cast their powers far adrift
and in glory oft Heaven sent, dear blessings that uplift.
Blowing blissfully in immense wheat fields of fertile minds.
Are visions from word magicians, immeasurably stone blind!
Robert J. Lindley, dark sonnet
March 25th, 1973
Categories:
stone blind, art, creation, dark, deep,
Form: Sonnet
Ancient memories will drip in the mind
Slow and unending creating a sound
The insanity is pounding me stone-blind
I'm dizzy from spinning, twirling around
Reason has stumbled into the abyss
Sleepwalking through night's dim lit realm of shade
To vanquish tremors in the mind's deep mist
As the passage through time shutters and fades
To walk without knowledge memories hide
As the dreary darkness of fear has grown
Dreams flee away as their shadows collide
In a silent state of the dark unknown
To be unaware of my soul in flight
To walk in sleep through the breadth of the night
7/17/18 Sleepwalking poetry contest
Categories:
stone blind, conflict, sleep,
Form: Sonnet
I Once Held Moon And Sky Hostage For You
Far better a lost love than none at all,
with epic pains serving well to remind-
Love and sweetness before sorrowful fall,
into deep, dark pits, broken and stone blind.
Curse so bad; unbreakable chains that bind...
love's reprieve in a dim-lit shattered mind.
While your love and morning glow spellbound me,
I once held moon and sky hostage for you-
Carved our hearts and our names in that old tree,
lost in rivers of love, once were we two.
You once kissed me and swore to say I do,
swearing to not ever say, we are through.
Now that many decades have flown on by,
I still hold out hope we can reunite-
For you, I still hold up both moon and sky,
defeat nightmare's dark warriors each night.
Dawn's bright brings our loneliness back in sight...
with sorrows deep woven in our sad plight.
Do not weep for my agonizing pain...
Unto death, this faithful heart shall remain.
2-01-2018
Urban Sonnet
howmanysyllables.com used for syllable count
Categories:
stone blind, break up, destiny, fate,
Form: Sonnet
What If, I Really Had Found You
If I cursed you would you even care
What if I love you and your dark black hair
If I nursed you, when so sick and sad
Would you forgive me being very bad?
If I kissed you, if even on a dare
What if I missed you, and your dark black hair?
If I caught you, stone-blind and unaware
Would you think of me as crude and unfair
Should I embrace you, with love and my all
Can you love me and answer this sweet call
If I soon found you, with my life to share
What if I had missed you and your black hair?
If I waited your hand, would you wait too
If love fated found us, could all come true
If Cupid fired well that true loving dart
Would you join me, there is room in this heart
Can we ever both love and be a pair
What if I had missed you and your black hair?
Robert J. Lindley, 9-21-2017
Categories:
stone blind, appreciation, art, devotion, inspirational
Form: Sonnet
we love together hang
like to sing and bang
we're frieind
as the party begin
we chip in
and get stone blind
FROM
CHEAP WINE
Categories:
stone blind, adventure, drink, fantasy,
Form: Light Verse
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Bag of true "MAGICS"
Lifelong universal tricks
Stone-blind...Ironic
Jailed vision seems so comic
NONE - defined " REALISTIC " .
An emptied "TOP HAT"
Rabbit shown without the rat
Unknown with the plot
You're blind - the whole trick...not seen
Unlike PHILOSOPHERS - " KEEN " .
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Categories:
stone blind, art, confusion, imagination, life,
Form: Tanka