Than the Grand Illusions of Those Paradise Shores

Than The Grand Illusions Of Those Paradise Shores I that dares the purple sunlight to ease my soul splinter and enter this old, discontented heart all the mistakes, little sins that takes heavy toll worrisome the most was the quite unsteady start the shy lad that saw the great frosting on the pane the midnight calls and the mornings promised truth the eerie screams, wondering am I really sane ah but, so goes the hard mysteries of wild youth did great Achilles disapprove of how he died the unusual poison sent into his heel was true that some Greek warriors actually cried and the gods laid on his fleshly grave a gold seal! O' truth does thy great powers always give us more. Than the grand illusions of those paradise shores? Robert J. Lindley - Sonnet composed on my 21st birthday March 5th, 1975 First Note- At age 21 years old , I had decided to concentrate on poetry far more seriously. This was my first poem composed after making that decision. Second Note- I had completely forgotten this poem other than a very vague memory that I wrote one back then.