Third Creation- A Poet's Blog - On Life, Love, Living, Death, Earth And Eternity
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(1.)
Ancient Trees Wept For Me, Autumn Leaves Crying
I remember when I was dead and dying
Ancient trees wept for me, Autumn leaves crying
Hey, hey, hey - I was another lost fellow
No longer cool, damn sure no longer mellow
Awake there listening to life's sad bellows!
I recall wind telling its banshees to fry
So confused I asked the spinning moon why
Hey, hey, hey - I was another lost fellow
No longer cool, damn sure no longer mellow
Awake there listening to life's sad bellows!
I remember great sorrows at Christmas time
Freezing and weeping, nowhere without a dime
Hey, hey, hey - I was another lost fellow
No longer cool, damn sure no longer mellow
Awake there listening to life's sad bellows!
I recall blues and sleeping on frozen ground
Hold a broke-heart refusing to ever pound
Hey, hey, hey - I was another lost fellow
No longer cool, damn sure no longer mellow
Awake there listening to life's sad bellows!
I remember when I was dead and dying
Ancient trees wept for me, Autumn leaves crying
Hey, hey, hey - I was another lost fellow
No longer cool, damn sure no longer mellow
Awake there listening to life's sad bellows!
Robert J. Lindley, 6-17-2021
(Life in for a penny, in for a pound)
Revised from much older piece- 1979.
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Baby, Four A.M. And I Am Pleading
Baby, four A.M. and I am pleading
Will you come to me and stop this bleeding?
A hole, I feel where heart used to pump
Throat closes with that massive growing lump
Dark world weeps and then sky begins to fall
Next it comes, our flaming love I recall
In yellow moon, only your face I see
It is my birthday, I sit here moaning
Can you hear my cursing and loud moaning?
Baby, four A.M. and I am pleading
Will you come to me and stop this bleeding?
Baby, cold here- this room I am hating
Heart restless because we are not dating
I look out, bright stars are still slow falling
It is you this lost soul keeps on calling
In yellow moon only your face I see
It is my birthday, I sit here moaning
Can you hear my cursing and loud moaning?
Baby, four A.M. and I am pleading
Will you come to me and stop this bleeding?
Robert J. Lindley, 6-16-2021
Sad Romanticism,
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That Night Moon Smiled, Venus Blew My Mind
That night moon smiled, Venus blew my mind
O'glory this heart you gave new love
Swept soft melodies from Heaven above
Life danced sending sweet blessings to find.
Me naked and watching in my backyard
Such splendor reminding me of you
And the hot July night we became two
Now this long separation is so hard.
Baby, send me, send me a hugging word
Fly to me, moon and I sincerely plea
May romance then reunite you and me
And we yet again become two lovebirds.
To you, I'll sail across the seven seas
Walk barefoot slowly through blazing-hot fires
Rise at dawn, write verse that true love inspires
Hear me darling, my most desperate plea.
That night moon smiled, Venus blew my mind
O'glory this heart you gave new love
Swept soft melodies from Heaven above
Life danced sending sweet blessings to find.
Robert J. Lindley,
Romanticism,
( When True Love Was Again So Deeply Sought )
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Love I So Beg, Her Soft Kisses, Please I Implore
Life, sometimes I just can't take the pain anymore
I then dream about transmitting through that black door
Into another realm, where sun wakes midnight moon
Cats in the cradle without that new silver spoon.
Life, sometimes I just can't take the pain anymore
The trees are all falling, nobody knows the score
Sky weeps and the heavens make galaxies anew
Dawn returns waking me yet again without you.
Life, sometimes I just can't take the pain anymore
True love died and there is no paradise shores
Melodic voice singing from a distant dark cave
Crying out, please save me, save me if you are brave.
Life will you ever deign to show me that far shore
Open your treasure chest, give me a little more
Life, tell me will you my romantic heart restore
Love I so beg, her soft kisses, please I implore!
Robert J. Lindley,
Romanticism ( When the cold hand of lonely, tells a heart to beg )
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In Youth, When Life So Amplifies Our Grief
Twas not the winter of my discontent
Instead a summer of sad, epic loss
Days where aching soul was torn and rent
Dying thirst, each desert I tried to cross.
In youth, when life so amplifies our grief.
We fail and oft even our dreams are brief.
The comfortable trails I knew now gone
I struggled to cross that deep, dark abyss
Feeling horror down deep into my bones
Knowing soon evil would bequeath death's kiss.
In youth, when life so amplifies our grief.
We fail and oft even our dreams are brief.
Yes, it was a great love that had died
Its torture now, its burning red-hot flames
Weeping rivers of useless tears I cried
Her heart crushed and it is me she blames.
In youth, when life so amplifies our grief.
We fail and oft even our dreams are brief.
Twas not the winter of my discontent
Instead a summer of sad, epic loss
Days where aching soul was torn and rent
Dying thirst, each desert I tried to cross.
In youth, when life so amplifies our grief.
We fail and oft even our dreams are brief.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme, ( Sights , Sound, Repeated Amplifications )
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Life, I Beg No More
O'why does it hurt so
painful surging flow
I just don't know
I just can't defend it
my weakness, I can't mend it
She stays so strong
Sings her brave-cast song
Ooh, I can't defend it
Death, baby please don’t befriend it
Wish back to hell, I could send it
Ooh, I see her far ashore
Life, I beg no more
Than to not see her implore
That life loves again
And joy becomes her friend
Ooh, I want to be in it
It comes we don't know why
Diamonds tears from weeping sky
This great hurt I can't deny
O'why does it hurt so
painful surging flow
I just don't know
I just can't defend it
my weakness, I can't mend it
She stays so strong
Sings her brave-cast song
Ooh, I can't defend it
A battle we can't win it
Ooh, I see her far ashore
Life, I beg no more
Than to not see her implore
That life loves again
And joy becomes a friend
Love, I want to be in it
This battle we will win it
O'why does it hurt so
painful surging flow
I just don't know
I just can't defend it
my weakness, I can't mend it
She stays so strong
Sings her brave-cast song
Ooh, I can't defend it
Death, baby please don’t befriend it
Wish back to hell, I could send it
Ooh, I see her far ashore
Life, I beg no more
Than to not see her implore
That life loves again
And joy becomes her friend
Ooh, I want to be in it
It comes we don't know why
Diamonds tears from weeping sky
This great hurt I can't deny
O'why does it hurt so
painful surging flow
I just don't know
I just can't defend it
my weakness, I can't mend it
She stays so strong
Sings her brave-cast song
Ooh, I can't defend it
A battle we can't win it
Ooh, I see her far ashore
Life, I beg no more
Than to not see her implore
That life loves again
And joy becomes her friend
Love, I want to be in it
This battle we will win it
Robert J. Lindley, 6-16-2021
Lyrics- Inspired by a truly
magnificent famous song
Note:
A friend asked me why I do not write lyrics.
I decided to give it a shot.
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1) "The creative adult is the child who survived." ...
2) "The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul." ...
3) "Creativity doesn't wait for that perfect moment. ...
4) "Everything you can imagine is real." ...
5) "You can't use up creativity. ...
6) "Creativity is intelligence having fun."
“Every child is an artist, the problem is staying an artist when you grow up” – Pablo Picasso
“If you hear a voice within you say, ‘You cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced” – Vincent Van Gogh
“Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it” – Salvador Dali
“Curiosity about life in all of its aspects, I think, is still the secret of great creative people” – Leo Burnett
“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club” – Jack London
“Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine, and at last, you create what you will” – George Bernard Shaw
“Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try” – Dr. Seuss
“Creativity is more than just being different. Anybody can plan weird; that’s easy. What’s hard is to be as simple as Bach. Making the simple, awesomely simple, that’s creativity” – Charles Mingus
“Originality is nothing but judicious imitation” – Voltaire
“Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It’s self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things” – Ray Bradbury
“Creativity is just connecting things. When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn’t really do it, the just saw something. It seemed obvious to them after a while” – Steve Jobs
“Creativity is a drug I cannot live without” – Cecil B. DeMille
“You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say, ‘Why not’?” – George Bernard Shaw
“Creativity is contagious, pass it on” – Albert Einstein