I That Once Rose To Greet Dawn's Sweetest Voice

I, Who Once Rose To Greet Dawn's Sweetest Voice I, who once rose to greet dawn's sweetest voice and with joys of life, made loving my choice while in searching for romance and its gems fiery rites of passion opened rose stems. Moonlit skies, quenched heavy gasping aches Always searching, playing for higher stakes! I, who saw not blindness within my soul felt only glory, instead of hurt's toll A prisoner bound by unbreakable chains I was a ghost, denying lonely pains. Moonlit skies, quenched heavy gasping aches Always searching, playing for higher stakes! I, who walked along crooked paths with glee did not admit harm done, to them or me. Yes, a young rascal, seeking ever more thus merciless, the bloody holes I tore. Moonlit skies, quenching heavy gasping aches Always searching, playing for higher stakes! I, who thought life was meant for pleasure found shut out truth's light and loud crying sounds. Lost soul, racing into that coming wrath playing wicked odds, and failing at math. Moonlit skies, quenching heavy gasping aches Always searching, playing for higher stakes! I, who finally paid my costly dues was imprisoned in dark, hard hitting blues. Victim of my own making, blinded sight cast into ebon fields of blackest blight. No longer skies, of heavy gasping aches No more searching, playing for higher stakes! Robert J. Lindley, 3-21-2020 Rhyme, ( How Oft Life Teaches Us Those Much Needed Lessons ) Tribute poem composed for third poet, ( Christina Rossetti ) in my, -- "Lesser Known Poets Series". See my new blog on this majestically talented and amazing poet.....