GAME: Rhyme Time
CREATOR: The Muse
OBJECTIVE: Interactive Fun
PLAYERS: Readers
EXAMPLE:
Muse writes “The sky is true blue.”
Reader 1 writes “Is it true or just the hue?”
Reader 2 writes “I can see it, why can’t you?”
Muse writes “Perhaps the sky is truly gray.”
Reader 3 writes “Gray? Oh not on this lovely day!”
LET’S PLAY
Greenbriar Gate
Low the fog
Had lain about…
The game has been played (part one) and here is the final prose…ENJOY 
GREENBRIAR GATE
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Tears filled her eyes…
As she suffered in silent agony…
Longing for the past…
Nevermore to be.
The days of yesteryear…
Had long since come and gone…
She knew he was but a memory…
Lost to her at dawn.
Tears now overflowed,
In the wake of her dream.
The shadow in the fog…
Was it not what it seemed?
But in her heart of hearts…
She knew not to fear…
For while her love was not here…
He would always be near.
And past the Greenbriar Gate…
The love of her spirit soared…
Awaiting in the midsts of heaven…
Loving her forever more.
This work is a collective work and should not be reprinted without permission.
2008
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Low the fog
Had lain about
A mysterious gray blanket
of fear and doubt
Covered the gardens
and hid the estate
that sheltered the lady
as she patiently wait…
For a sight far away into the night her prince will appear and bring her delight…
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed, my long lost love?
The one who was sent from heaven above.
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Tears filled her eyes…
As she suffered in silent agony…
Longing for the past…
Nevermore to be.
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Tears filled her eyes…
As she suffered in silent agony…
Longing for the past…
Nevermore to be.
The days of yesteryear…
Had long since come and gone…
She knew he was but a memory…
Lost to her at dawn.
Tears now overflowed,
In the wake of her dream.
The shadow in the fog…
Was it not what it seemed?
Muse, I couldn’t tell if you had ended the poem…here’s my add-in, if not.
Love,
Jlo
Thank you…The Rhyme Time Prose still goes on until new blog post is up!
Wow you all simply rock!
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Tears filled her eyes…
As she suffered in silent agony…
Longing for the past…
Nevermore to be.
The days of yesteryear…
Had long since come and gone…
She knew he was but a memory…
Lost to her at dawn.
Tears now overflowed,
In the wake of her dream.
The shadow in the fog…
Was it not what it seemed?
This is so beatiful…please forgive me but I’m not a writer but I wanted to show my support.I thought I would sound supid so I didn’t reply. I love it guys!!
This is so beautiful…please forgive me but I’m not a writer but I wanted to show my support.I thought I would sound stupid so I didn’t reply. I love it guys!!
Oh Ms Lisa never in a million years would anyone’s words sound stupid, one friend to another!
but in her heart of hearts
she knew not to fear
for while her love was not here
he would always be near
I love you too, dear friend.
Low the fog
Had lain about…
A mysterious gray blanket..
of fear and doubt.
Covered the gardens…
And hid the estate…
That sheltered the lady…
As she patiently wait.
For a sight far away…
Into the night…
Her prince will appear…
And bring her delight.
In the evening’s…
Cool moist air…
She caught a glimpse…
Of a strange figure there.
Could it be she sighed..
my long lost love?
The one who was sent
from heaven above.
Heart beating quickly..
Hands pressed against the pane..
Dreams were awakened..
Had hope remained?
The figure moved slowly…
In moonlight of jade…
The silhouette form…
Began to to fade.
Tears filled her eyes…
As she suffered in silent agony…
Longing for the past…
Nevermore to be.
The days of yesteryear…
Had long since come and gone…
She knew he was but a memory…
Lost to her at dawn.
Tears now overflowed,
In the wake of her dream.
The shadow in the fog…
Was it not what it seemed?
But in her heart of hearts…
She knew not to fear…
For while her love was not here…
He would always be near.
Can I just throw in that I love third on the right and cold peas’ addition…
Because that’s exactly how I feel about my husband who left after 27 years of marriage and is now married to someone else.
I’m not hung up on him, I just continue to carry him in my heart, with love, knowing he will always be near.
He was and is, after all, the father of my two beautiful children, and my partner in 27 formative years of my life.
Thanks for this poem, Muse, to remind me again of my love for him.
JLO
Well most certainly…that’s what prose/poetry, is all about for me…to touch the heart soul and mind! I am thrilled that the poem has taken on a lovely sense of SELF…from all who have lingered here
This is absolutely wonderful! I’m sorry I missed it, but I’ll be here for the next go. Thank you for your beautiful words on my blog! You brighten my day dear friend!
How words can come together. It turn out wonderful!!!!
Oh yes Tabby
we will have to do this again…it was a delight to be certain. And I know that your addition to the Game will be delightful!
Liz, yes, isn’t it so very lovely? And just think my friend, here you are…a piece of this lovely work of art
What a lovely collaborative piece of work was created here….it is great to see how many minds can run on the same track….This is just how I envisioned this when you started it! It was great fun & a nice creative stretch! Happy to have been a part of this.
hi, thanks for your comments..
Your encouragement and cooperative talented work whelms my heart to deep warmth and (as result of this poem) tears.
Thank you so much. 
what a grace and blessing bestowed upon so many in need of deeper community and thought. 
hence I return for the journey and the perspectives accompanied by inspiration and joy.
Wow, this was amazing! When I first read it, I had no idea it was written by more than one author…still amazed at how beautifully it turned out! I’m an old English major and have all but forgotten those years so long ago when I thrived on reading poetry. This poem reminded me so much of the poems we read in class…the classics. I LOVE your blog! Susan