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Presented May 2nd,2016, feel free to view link and comment..-Tyr


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Under These Slow and Sinking Pale Half-Moons--By Robert Lindley--United States


Under These Slow and Sinking Pale Half-Moons

Angel of soft, ever wanting touch;
Delivers with serenity in tow;
That this sunken vessel needs very much-
Set thy eyes upon my dark, fleeting soul!

Will this humble plea strike upon thy heart;
Shall from it, thee ever give joyous tunes?
Or force in me yet another sad start-
Under these slow and sinking, pale half-moons.

Angel of my heart's desperate desires;
Will thee ever prepare that blessed meal,
Roasting delicately upon hot fires-
Aye, thy gentle hand my soul doth now feel!

Robert Lindley is poet from the Southern USA. He has been writing poetry since 1969. Robert writes with the intent to offer others words to enjoy and with high hopes he may inspire and brighten lives in some way.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Checked my email before going to bed and found my poemhad been chosen to publish Dec.12th at Whispers..-Tyr


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Monday, December 12, 2016
What Fallen Apple Dare One Take Sweet Bite--By Robert Lindley--United States


What Fallen Apple Dare One Take Sweet Bite

What value an oracle that denies
Time and Fate both join to join, to create
rich dessert with man's miserable lies
and dish it all up on a dirty plate.

What steady course to set sail on if known
one that in the calm harbor remains safe
Or through stormy skies, there gaily blown
like upward drawn dregs of useless wheat chaff.

What fallen apple dare one take sweet bite
as if sweet happiness would thus be found
for nowhere in mankind's long, futile flight
is paradise sold by penny or pound.

What hope rewards seekers that blessed key
What Light shines, for any and all to see.

Robert Lindley is poet from the Southern USA. He has been writing poetry since 1969. Robert writes with the intent to offer others words to enjoy and with high hopes he may inspire and brighten lives in some way.