Hold Firm Your Immovable Sacred Heart
Hold Firm Your Immovable Sacred Heart
Your sword that badly broken thrown away
night winds blowing another world apart
seven nuns, heads bowed slightly to pray
but what of my loving heart that gave your start
has this terrible world defeated us
did the black river decide to flow west
pure gold or did the dying man just cuss
as those spitting words cursed you the best.
Hold firm your immovable sacred heart
that pierces very deep my troubled soul
in the Heavens, across Poseidon's chart
red roses strewn celebrating your goal.
Your sword that badly broken thrown away.
Seven nuns, heads bowed slightly to pray.
Robert J. Lindley. Sonnet
July11th 1978
EDIT-
age 24, getting more serious..
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