Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

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

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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.

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Vladislav Raven November 28, 2019 at 8:00 AM Hi Robert, again, another wonderful duet of Sonnets. Exceptional work my friend. You go from strength to strength in your work. I think you have reached your peak and you lift your work up another step. Exceptional work my friend. You always write, true, artistic poetry. Your journey of golden words is never ending. May your pen ever run gold. Have a wonderful Thankgiving. Your friend always....Mike. A Fave

Lady Labyrinth November 24, 2019 at 5:17 AM Absolutely beautiful. I love these two poems the best so far. The imagery, the romance, and hey, sometimes you just gotta cut loose ... throw those dark verse pantaloons overboard into the ocean... x Robert Lindley November 26, 2019 at 4:30 PM Thank you my friend. I do so deeply and truly appreciate you inspirational reply! God bless you and gift you divinely sent healing that only he can give..

Winged Warrior November 22, 2019 at 3:19 PM Dear Robert, your magnificence shines my friend...as your other writes do as well...whatever your pen drips...your ink blossoms :o)...have the greatest of holidays...^WW^ :o) Robert Lindley November 22, 2019 at 3:23 PM Thank you my friend. These were composed back to back as the verses came to me rapidly. With very little editing later I posted them ..Sometimes poetry comes to me that way.

Panagiota Romios November 21, 2019 at 7:24 AM An instant FAV that I will re-read many times today. How you create such beauty Not only...amazes. But truly lifts the soul and opens a door to the art that poetry can be! Your muse inspired you enormously! Excellent, my Poet Laureate! With Appreciation,Respect and Love, Panagiota Robert Lindley November 21, 2019 at 10:42 AM Thank you my friend. Poetry is to me a blessing and it is an honor if my words , taken largely from my life lived, help or inspire in any meaningful way others. As poets do we not offer our work as gifts in high hopes that the time spent composing bears meaningful and ripe fruits for others to consume and thereby truly profit from!!?? Such I believe is true and a just cause to continue on ones own poetic journey in life.