Poe’s Raven
(Or Harbinger of
Death)
A Poem By L.C. Bellami
Came a knock upon The Door
The Raven quoted Nevermore
The Ashen Man looked up in fright
The Raven vanished with the Night
The Man bewildered put fear to pen
His visions of terror to never end
The Shadows lingered always near
Death his friend for countless years
His Quill dipped in Blood and dripping Ink
Into Madness He did sink
The Skull held his absent gaze
His Shadows like an endless maze
Darkness drawing ever near
His Lost Lenore still looking queer
The Bells... Calling; never cease
Writing could not grant Him Peace
His veins thick with Booze not Blood
Delusions came in rushing flood
Cold as Death His icy stare
He did not know, nor seem to care
The Demon Reynolds Stole his Life
On wintry bench, The End of Strife
His Mystery still Haunts us; Whatever For
His Raven quoted Nevermore
~
(A simple ode to Edgar Allan Poe, a tortured soul, and a
Literary Genius!)
I realize this is not the greatest Poem ever written lol, but I wanted to do some small thing to Honor and pay my Respects to Poe, because I find so much Inspiration in his Poems and Stories.
A Link to a Blog Post on Edgar Allan Poe;
The O'Raven Chronicles Blog Post on Edgar Allan Poe
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