I don't always get your literal direction ~ though worth reflection
your margins may be quite narrow ~ but you always shoot a straight arrow
searching for something tangible to feel ~ may not lead to a reveal
Categories:
straight arrow, writing,
Form: Monoku
Love means
A-Never having to say you’re sorry
B-Leaving the toilet seat up
C-Tug-a-war
D-Going on a safari
Hate means
A-Holding up a knuckle sandwich
B-The final countdown
C-Stealing someone’s lunch money
D-Having a murderous twitch
Lukewarm is not
A-Half-hearted
B-An ice cold bath
C-Tepid
D-Life uncharted
A kiss is
A-A prelude to making love
B-A peck
C-French
D-All of the above
Cupid is
A-A cube
B-A straight arrow
C-As cupid does
D-Test tube
In Paradise by the Dashboard Light, why is the guy singing,
“Praying for the end of time?”
A-it’s where a light shines
B-Forever happiness
C-So I can end my time with you
D-Where there’s more fruit on the vines
2/13/2023
Categories:
straight arrow, hate, love,
Form: List
A lack of a horse or a Harley had long held him back,
the curse of normalcy and no redeeming truck.
Some said he held himself back
others shrugged
knowing he had already lost a race
he never dared to enter.
Nevertheless he plowed his own track
kept a neat furrow
a straight-arrow aiming steadfastly
to nowhere worth a mention.
Categories:
straight arrow, poetry,
Form: Free verse
pristine-white rudder
flapping wings of straight arrow
— God’s witness
7/1/2018
Categories:
straight arrow, bird,
Form: Haiku
Glimpse of harlequin beauties,
engrossed my colorless sight,
like the angler hook.
Their fragrance swayed
in the breeze and reached me,
like the straight arrow.
No one noticed the wonder,
Even,I could not go near them
or nudge them.
I pondered"Why are they alone?
How do they grow and
for whom do they bloom?"
The flight of hungry honey bees,
answered my silly questions
"God is Great"
Seeds of hope are planted
in my heart,
by the Road side flowers.
Categories:
straight arrow, hope,
Form: Free verse
When I was a boy I took my sled named
the Straight Arrow and I’d walk a short way
to reach the trails and steep hills I then tamed
with runner streaks that showed a youth at play.
Then walking home, with blade’s tip I’d cut deep
concentric circles made in ice on street
all free of traffic giving signs to keep
of geometric figures looking neat.
A snow fort used sled’s side as great defense
and gave protection fine against attack
that came from foes but quickly we’d dispense
swift retribution driving same aback.
Boys take their winter games in spite of cold..
With coats and mittens we are very bold.
Categories:
straight arrow, adventure,
Form: Sonnet
If Dancing Barefoot, Watch For Broken Glass
Shot straight arrow into a crooked sky
to find if it washed upon me black rain.
Strange that Fate decreed then, I would not die
at least not until later, not in vain.
Time flew into shadows upon dead plains
my quiver empty, my heart cut to shreds.
We all have our secrets and some dark stains
while others sleep with ghosts in bloody beds.
Times of despair, hard choices must be made
if dancing barefoot, watch for broken glass.
Beware for heavy dues, they must be paid
there is no hidden splendor in the grass.
My bow now silent and cracked due to age.
All shot out- words sent from wizened old sage.
Robert J. Lindley, 12-11-2016
Categories:
straight arrow, allusion, creation, dedication, passion,
Form: Sonnet
As Cupid search hearts between spaces,
Ardently compelling hearts to be fonder,
Like forces attract and unlike ones reject.
Unlike ones sometimes regretfully cry out:
Alas, “Our chemistries don’t quite match”!
So on goes Cupid, next victim in mind.
Backwards he draws that huge Bow of his,
Pointing a straight Arrow never to miss,
The tender spot with an amorous shot.
One lover’s heart stirs as the Bow quivers,
The other experiencing chilly shivers;
Feelings mounting, thoughts embracing.
They walk through the garden sided by over-hanging
Trees, with shades and shadows blending
In the cool and luxurious breeze.
Thinking of each other among green blades of grass,
There reminiscing on passed moments they shared;
Smiling and tenderly looking at both moon and stars.
Now Cupid, patiently waiting drew back the Bow
Silently striking both hearts, a single shot,
Causing an outpour of love with passion divine
Categories:
straight arrow, beauty, cute love, emotions,
Form: Ballad
I long to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and wear impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I want to live in an impractical house
downtown
three stories high
with white carpets,
and closets I can lock
with a key.
But I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the soft sweet cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
and the antagonism of a teen
are worth far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.
Categories:
straight arrow, children, conflict, love, mother
Form: Verse
I want to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and I'd treasure some impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I long to live in an impractical house
downtown, three stories high
with white carpets
I covet a phone that rings only for me
a password the kids don't know
and shoes only I can wear
but I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the pillowy cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
are worth their weight far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.
Categories:
straight arrow, appreciation, children, love, self,
Form: Verse
I have
Been
Relegated
Condemned
To follow
The straight
And narrow
Path
Of Poetic
Minimalism
I shall not
Stray
From behaving
In this way
Its the straight
And narrow
All the way
From now on
For me
Straight Arrow
No more
Than a few
Words I can
Say
Its the new
Style
Of Poetry
DONT stray
I shall abide
Keep things
Straight
Narrow
Like
The Indians
Arrow
I shoot this
Poem
Over your way
Do not laugh
Nor should you
Play
From now on
Its the straight
And narrow
All the way
If you wish
Spaces
That’s ok too
As Long as
You know
Straight and
Narrow
Is still for
You
That’s the rule
So don’t be blue
If you cant beat them join them!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Categories:
straight arrow, absence,
Form: ABC
Lord, this
Stiff bow
Needs a straight arrow
My faith is resilient
Even though,
A flock of arrow
Have pierced this heart
Categories:
straight arrow, inspirational
Form: Free verse
Each day I open my eyes and the sunshine through my window and I wonder
what's out there.
Who's going to be main course today for dinner? Chewed up and spit
out like some piece of prime rib we all need to be Carnavour or we were all better
off dead.
Counting off the terrorist stories and tragic mysteries of how many girls
disappeared today? Oh next it might be me.
That's why I look both ways when I cross the street and on dark nights I stay on the
sidewalk where there's light enough to see my predators lurking. Because you never know
in the jungle " she wrote" and she'll finish it.
She's not sympathetic to those who are idiots because your just walking and you'll fall
into her trap.
You better be smart or she'll have you lying on the ground crying. Don't think she's a
punk because being ignorant never got no one a slice of pie.
She's sweet but she can also be bitter, and you don't want to catch her on her bad side.
Dreams and determination can keep you on a straight arrow
out of the jungle but some never leave and they never will.
Categories:
straight arrow, allegory, anniversary, business, caregiving,
Form: Free verse