Blog, A Hebdomad Of Poetic Thought, Musings And Deep Internal Pain
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(1.)
A Creature Yearning, Up Into Bright Stars To Reach
We are in life's weathering but a speck of dust
Spattering of liquid, a windy little gust
Yet in truth, as soul's inspirations makes us more
Dare we without arrogance strive to reach Heaven's shore?
We are in life's weathering but a speck of dust
Bit of iron, that too oft we allow to rust
A soil clod, culmination of imagined dreams
We masquerading in polluted mortal streams.
We are in life's weathering but a speck of dust
A bit of earth, too oft a beast we do not trust
A tiny grain of sand upon a windswept beach
A creature yearning, up into the stars to reach.
We are in life's weathering but a speck of dust
Spattering of liquid, a windy little gust
Yet in truth, as soul's inspirations makes us more
Dare we without arrogance strive to reach Heaven's shore.
Robert J. Lindley, 5-06-2021
Rhyme,
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(2.)
In The Blood, You Must, You Must Write
Yes, tis in the blood, in the blood
In the blood, you must, you must write
From within the soul, you must fight
In the morn, as light filters in
Life wavers, world sets forth its din.
Yes, tis in the blood, in the blood
In the blood, you must, you must write
Brave the darkness, seek the bright
In the moment, walk about true
Life cries ink for us and for you.
Yes, tis in the blood, in the blood
In the blood, you must, you must write
Look up above, beyond the blight
In the sorrow, vow to sling ink
Sweet life, can be gone in a blink.
Yes, tis in the blood, in the blood
In the blood, you must, you must write
Accept the truth, look with hindsight
Beauty also comes, from stars at night.
Yes, tis in the blood, in the blood
In the blood, you must, you must write
From within the soul, you must fight
In the morn, as light filters in
Life wavers, world sets forth its den.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme-
( Dedicated To All Poets Everywhere )
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(3.)
I Will Not Tread Silent Forest Cold And Afraid
I will not tread silent forest cold and afraid
As if lamb cast into a starving lion's den
For with this soul always comes a most trusty blade
To counter machinations of fierce beasts or men
Or battle deep darkness and evil world thus spreads
Upon the innocent with its deep wicked glee
To kids sleeping at safe in comfy beds
Casting poisons from blight and blackest sea.
I will not saunter through life within flowing dark
To be another victim to world's wicked winds
Knowledge reveals that sea is full of hungry sharks
And its invisible beasts far too often sends
Lies creating havoc, bringing terrible woes
And all accursed Fate and dark future portends.
I will not happily swim in infested pools
As a blind clown, or else a man yielding to Fate
Experience has taught me, such is for those fools
That meekly walk the paths our darken world creates.
I will not tread silent forest cold and afraid
As if lamb cast into a starving lion's den
For with this soul always comes a most trusty blade
To counter machinations of fierce beasts or men.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme,
(Facing a most dark and menacing world, alone )
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Tyrrhenian Sea
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Tyrrhenian Sea
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Tyrrhenian Sea.
Location Mediterranean Sea
Coordinates 40°N 12°ECoordinates: 40°N 12°E
Type Sea
Basin countries Italy, France
Surface area 275,000 km2 (106,200 sq mi)
Average depth 2,000 m (6,562 ft)
Max. depth 3,785 m (12,418 ft)
The Tyrrhenian Sea (/t?'ri?ni?n/ or /t?'re?ni?n/; Italian: Mar Tirreno [mar tir'r??no], French: Mer Tyrrhénienne [m?? ti?enj?n], Sardinian: Mare Tirrenu, Corsican: Mari Tirrenu, Sicilian: Mari Tirrenu, Neapolitan: Mare Tirreno) is part of the Mediterranean Sea off the western coast of Italy. It is named for the Tyrrhenian people identified with the Etruscans of Italy.
Geography
The sea is bounded by the islands of Corsica and Sardinia (to the west), the Italian Peninsula (regions of Tuscany, Lazio, Campania, Basilicata, and Calabria) to the north and east, and the island of Sicily (to the south).[1] The Tyrrhenian Sea also includes a number of smaller islands like Capri, Elba, Ischia and Ustica.[2]
Amalfi Coast, Positano
Cala Goloritzé, Baunei, Sardinia
In 2012, the Costa Concordia crashed into some rocks, after the captain was driving the ship too close to the coast.
The maximum depth of the sea is 3,785 metres (12,418 ft).
The Tyrrhenian Sea is situated near where the African and Eurasian Plates meet; therefore mountain chains and active volcanoes such as Mount Marsili are found in its depths. The eight Aeolian Islands and Ustica are located in the southern part of the sea, north of Sicily.
Extent
The International Hydrographic Organization defines the limits of the Tyrrhenian Sea as follows:[3]
In the Strait of Messina: A line joining the North extreme of Cape Paci (15°42′E) with the East extreme of the Island of Sicily, Cape Peloro (38°16′N).
On the Southwest: A line running from Cape Lilibeo (West extreme of Sicily) to the South extreme of Cape Teulada (8°38′E) in Sardinia.
In the Strait of Bonifacio: A line joining the West extreme of Cape Testa (41°14′N) in Sardinia with the Southwest extreme of Cape Feno (41°23′N) in Corsica.
On the North: A line joining Cape Corse (Cape Grosso, 9°23′E) in Corsica, with Tinetto Island (44°01′N 9°51′E) and thence through Tino and Palmaria islands to San Pietro Point (44°03′N 9°50′E) on the coast of Italy.
Exits
There are four exits from the Tyrrhenian Sea (north to south):
Exit Location Width Connected Sea
Corsica Channel between Tuscany and Corsica 42°50′N 9°45′E about 80 kilometres (50 mi) Ligurian Sea
Strait of Bonifacio between Corsica and Sardinia 11 kilometres (6.8 mi) Mediterranean Sea (proper)
no name between Sardinia and Sicily about 290 kilometres (180 mi) Mediterranean Sea (proper)
Strait of Messina between Sicily and Calabria on the toe of Italy 3 kilometres (1.9 mi) Ionian Sea
Basins
The Tyrrhenian Basin is divided into two basins (or plains), the Vavilov plain and the Marsili plain. They are separated by the undersea ridge known as the Issel Bridge, after Arturo Issel.[4]
Geology
The Tyrrhenian Sea is a back-arc basin that formed due to the rollback of the Calabrian slab towards South-East during the Neogene.[4] Episodes of fast and slow trench retreat formed first the Vavilov basin and, then, the Marsili basin.[5] Submarine volcanoes and the active volcano Mount Stromboli formed because trench retreat produces extension in the overriding plate allowing the mantle to rise below the surface and partially melt. The magmatism here is also affected by the fluids released from the slab.
Name
Its name derives from the Greek name for the Etruscans, who were said to be emigrants from Lydia and led by the prince Tyrrhenus.[6] The Etruscans settled along the coast of modern Tuscany and referred to the water as the "Sea of the Etruscans".
Islands
Lipari, Aeolian Islands, Sicily
Islands of the Tyrrhenian Sea include:
Corsica
Sardinia
Sicily
Elba
Ischia
Procida
Capri
Ustica
Aeolian Islands[7] (including Lipari and Stromboli)
Pontine Islands including Ponza
Ports
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The main ports of the Tyrrhenian Sea in Italy are: Naples, Palermo, Civitavecchia (Rome), Salerno, Trapani and Gioia Tauro. In Corsica the most important port is Bastia.
Note that even though the phrase "port of Rome" is frequently used, there is in fact no port in Rome. Instead, the "port of Rome" refers to the maritime facilities at Civitavecchia, some 68 km (42 miles) to the northwest of Rome, not too far from its airport.
Giglio Porto is a small island port in this area. It rose to prominence, when the Costa Concordia ran aground near the coast of Giglio and sank. The ship was later refloated and towed to Genoa for scrapping.
Winds
In Greek mythology, it is believed that the cliffs above the Tyrrhenian Sea housed the four winds kept by Aeolus. The winds are the Mistral from the Rhône valley, the Libeccio from the southwest, and the Sirocco and Ostro from the south.
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(4.)
To The Blue-Gleaming Waters Of The Tyrrhenian Sea
To the blue-gleaming waters of the Tyrrhenian sea
Into wonderful breezing winds, once dreamed soul of me
Across that majestic ocean lies yet another shore
Upon its soft sands, Mother Nature rich, golden rains pours
Soaking that resplendent beach paradise where she once stood
I'd trade wealth and my all to be there again if I could.
To the blue-gleaming waters of the Tyrrhenian sea
There my dear beloved swore her eternal love for me
Under a golden moon, as its bright majestic rays fell
We kissed, falling under love's deep and forever spell
As to we each, the universe sang out, this love is true
We each had gained that treasure so very long overdue.
To the blue-gleaming waters of the Tyrrhenian sea.
There my dear beloved swore her eternal love for me.
Robert J. Lindley,
Sonnet,
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(5.)
In This Heart, Vanishing Dreams Away Fly
Life is a bust, world seems to say cram it
Love flew away, so far away damn it
I look at it with these fat falling tears
Between black rock and these ever coming fears
Disastrous moon beams its curse overhead
Dawn's promise is laced with hurt and dread
I beg, I plead for rays of missing light
For blessing to restore my former sight.
And in my soul, sweet dreams now disappear
Replaced by a darkness, life is not clear
Into that vanishing vapor, long gone
To a sorrowful realm, this heart has flown.
Life is a bust, world just seems to stamp it
Beneath ghastly feet, Fate up and ramps it
I look for true relief from stabbing pain
But that dying field grows but poison grain
In this heart, vanishing dreams away fly
Spirit falls and sad echoes are my cry
I pray to that ash clouded darken sky
With these painful spasms asking the why.
And in my soul, sweet dreams now disappear
Replaced by a darkness, life is not clear
Into that vanishing vapor, long gone
To a sorrowful realm, this heart has flown.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme,
( In the looming darkness and begging for light )
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(6.)
I Will Not Tread Silent Forest Cold And Afraid
I will not tread silent forest cold and afraid
As if lamb cast into a starving lion's den
For with this soul always comes a most trusty blade
To counter machinations of fierce beasts or men
Or battle deep darkness and evil world thus spreads
On the innocent with its massive wicked glee
Even to kids sleeping at home in comfy beds
Casting poisons from its abyss and blackest sea.
I will not saunter through life within flowing dark
To be another victim to world's wicked winds
Knowledge reveals that sea is full of hungry sharks
And its invisible beasts far too often sends
Lies creating havoc, bringing terrible woes
And all accursed Fate and dark future portends.
I will not happily swim in infested pools
As a blind clown, or else a man yielding to Fate
Experience has taught me, such is for those fools
That meekly walk the paths our darken world creates.
I will not tread silent forest cold and afraid
As if lamb cast into a starving lion's den
For with this soul always comes a most trusty blade
To counter machinations of fierce beasts or men.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme,
(Facing a most dark and menacing world, alone )
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(7.)
What Power Remains In Splashing Of Mere Poetic Ink
When Fate has set its ill winds to have thus savagely blown
Thorns and thistles into ones garden to have overgrown
And deep darkness dwells to again knocks ones recovery down
This world and life seems to take delight, removing ones crown
What power remains in splashing of mere poetic ink
Can there be, a return from stepping over the dark brink
As night holds force over whatever one hopes and or thinks
Must one yield to that woesome curse, its dreaded poison drink?
When Fate with its blackest hands attacks to thus take away
All that brought truest happiness and removed life's gray
Is there to be a wonderful blessing that gifts new path
Into golden rays of light and victory over such wrath
Now that accursed world set about and with it death brought
Traps of misery and pain, when heart has been firmly caught?
When Fate bequeathed such a curse is there any reprieve?
Or future relief from a broken soul that now so grieves?
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme,
( A Sad Query From A Heartbroken And Deeply Lost Soul )