Rhyming Doubles On My Muse's Stern Command

Rhyming Doubles On My Muse's Stern Command He who Lives, to green woods explore and bathe in glowing moonlit streams shall find his Love, begging for more than pale ghosts in late midnight dreams! She who his hot passion bestirs in its fires, warms her eager heart asks not for gold, diamonds or furs instead, he a sweeter path chart! He that her hand truly adores in her light and grace, truly shine oft wades along paradise shores where sincere poets oft opine! She that in his stead, falls to pray accepts life's wrath and its dread as for his sins she must then pay sorrows born, when to death he fled! He who lives, to green woods explore and bathe in glowing moonlit streams shall find his love, begging for more than pale ghosts in late midnight dreams! Robert J. Lindley, 11/21/2019 Rhyming doubles, on my muse's stern command ~~ ~~ ~~ I Then In Silver Silence Fell My muse cried in my night dream, to you, I gift a lyric sweet so your honor you may redeem and thus your hide, I will not beat! I wept, you are oft my sad woe in humble pride, I write my tales caring not which way each spell flows thus with freedom, my true ship sails. My muse, to this cry was bemused but with anger great, she then rose tis' I that you truly abused after I your worthless hide chose! I then in silver silence fell and in my morrows, saw so true I had her under my dark spell and thus my freedom could renew! My muse cried in my night dream, to you, I gift a lyric sweet so your honor you may redeem and thus your hide, I will not beat! Robert J. Lindley, 11/21/2019 Rhyming doubles, on my muse's stern command.. Note: Sometimes you just gotta cut loose and let the captive rhymes dance and outward flow.... as in verses from a past youth's meandering and lighthearted compositions.... As in the in the dark abyss of *Dark verse* one can not be embrace its blackness for too long.