Challenge
Time for a rhyme ...
Take the title of your poem and line by line based on the title create a piece where every two lines rhyme ... this is similar to couplets, but for this challenge it will be more like an agnostic. The first letter of each line must be in bold ... minimum title length is three words and they must read straight up and down ... your piece should have NO spaces between the lines and the last three lines MUST rhyme ... if this seems confusing, I will start it off and you can come look to see what I am explaining ... the winner will receive a Prime Time Rhyme award certificate ... make sure you tag me as: @Danceinsilence in the comment box and not in your actual write. Failure to to do this will prevent me from finding and reading your work sooner ... the winner will be chosen based of rhyme ability, style and ingenuity ... have fun with this! (Need help with a particular rhyme? Try this handy little website: rhymezone.com)
Within Her Palace
Wandering through the earthy wood,
Inside a fork she stood.
The eastern way grew tufts of cloud
Held still by those so proud.
Ill willed, however, those few ones were,
Never to toss their shades of liquor.
Her words bounced from their heads,
Each sentence sliced into small shreds.
Reaching hands the western way,
Purple mazes grew to stay.
Although they locked the key inside,
Luck was surely on her side.
As she stumbled to a lake,
Careful warnings for her sake
Emptied the mind with the mistake
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