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"Once upon a midnight Poe"

Underneath my midnight mask, I remove, the makeup at last,
The moon is anvil to my mood, mooring along the vacant vast 
I lay the Gin and Tonic, by my bedside, asking for more,
I hear a noise, a lost voice, the echoes of no rejoice,
I could not ignore the light coming from the cracks in the open door
Giving it some thought, 
My eyes twinkle, towards the tinsel tiles on the floor
Seemingly the light seems to be deeming, a distance, of resistance
Curiosity, came a crawling, and caressing, 
To feel and taste, sinful skin, 
Everything then, grew thinner than thin,
Suddenly, I hear a whisper, my love is near
"Darkness there, and nothing more."

A nerve impulse, hits the wall, of nothing nary, nevertheless 
I sadistically, stagger a sullen movement, notwithstanding
Is this, a moment, Edgar Whispered, "nothing more."
Many nights, I dream of demonic demons, demanding answers for
A sad --sadder voice, sits and whines, with the wind
"Only this, and nothing more!"
A natuary, nauseate moment, sea sick, shipwrecked floor
Secular suicide spreading like gossip, sailing through my veins
Evilly and twisted, "This it is, and nothing more" - that remains

Tweaking, and repeating, the speeding, of needing
My drugs, of pain and passion, to end the illusion
Of the self inflicted - bruising, from the voices of my choices
I hear the whisper, a selfish whisper, asking for Lenore
How many nights, he comes into my room, dress like A Raven
Painted, and tainted, like the midnight dreary
Reciting, and exciting, like The Bells, of Annabel Lee, in fury
Never, never, nameless here forevermore, in my dreams
Under my evil doing skin, like the sum of sin, is how it seems

On the nights my soul mate does not appear, 
The anchor drowns and torments me with tears
I ravel up in fear, of the fear, when my ghost is not near
Rattling and trembling, by the bedside, 
On the dark side of the mental moon, when in gloom
I scratch my room, screaming to the bleeding, 
From my heart, who needs a killing, 
From a feeding and the feeling of letting Poe, go!

By:PD
Inspired by The Raven

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  1. Date: 10/1/2014 6:05:00 AM

    I love this poem. It casts a shadow to really ponder on. Poe's poetry is very inspiring and captivating. This is indeed a marvelous inspiration. "Reciting, and exciting, like The Bells, of Annabel Lee, in fury"...I admire the various references in this piece. Awesome soul in this write. Always,Laura
  1. Date: 10/1/2014 12:34:00 AM

    Did you enter it in Kelly's contest? I haven't had the time to write that one.
  1. Date: 9/30/2014 6:59:00 PM

    well crafted piece, i enjoyed it very much.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 11:11:00 AM

    love this Poe-inspired write, PD. Hope you are doing well and having a great week, my friend xx
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 7:04:00 AM

    this is so deep very beautifully penned linda excellent wtie
  1. Date: 9/28/2014 12:18:00 AM

    Linda! you work is "Linda" in Spanish. I always loved your poems and this excellent. Now a days i am less in poetry site, i am busy with other works. Hope you are well!
  1. Date: 9/27/2014 2:42:00 AM

    Grim and tender genius Linda, you have found yourself in the dark, tasted a love so very stark amongst the breast of your sweetest spark...you shall make yourself the passion pluck. You've never been so beautiful in your touch of pulsing sadness. "The moon is anvil to my mood, mooring along the vacant vast...On the dark side of the mental moon..." you are amazing and emotionally exquisite! A Masterpiece of jeweled sorrow...the alliteration, the emotion, the deep flavor, wow! J.A.B.
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 10:44:00 PM

    Hi, PD. thanks for your recent comment. I am mad. Just noticed a contest I wrote for is closed. DANG!!!
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:07:00 PM

    ...comment boxes in the same poem, it means I am going to say TAG YOUR IT.
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:05:00 PM

    ...saw me using several...
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:04:00 PM

    ...that if you ever...
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:02:00 PM

    ...warn you...
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:01:00 PM

    I just wanted to...
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 5:33:00 AM

    that is so amazing :)
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 4:17:00 AM

    Well done Linda...love the imagery and alliteration... Plus the little splash of rhyme.... I'm sure this will do well....hugs Tim
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 2:19:00 AM

    This is an awesome poem Linda. The poor old Raven, such a handsome bird but badly maligned by the imagination of mankind. Great write though....peter
  1. Date: 9/25/2014 12:53:00 AM

    Awesome deep write, Linda! I enjoyed the read..
  1. Date: 9/24/2014 9:49:00 AM

    In a world of it's own..inspiring and awesome, one's dream or nightmare, takes one there deep within your soul
  1. Date: 9/24/2014 9:42:00 AM

    What one is, that he or she is allowed by God to be and what is not, that can't be.I believe so. With in the global Universe what are happening to all due to firstly impact of the ultimate universal causes and secondly with in it due to our actions which continues gradually therefrom. Feathers have colors so depicts the true picture of own identity. I am stopping by here....You know the magic how to color the passion. loved always, my *friend,bl
  1. Date: 9/24/2014 1:13:00 AM

    very Poe-esque, PD!! You really do have a way with alliteration and it makes your poetry come alive with passion. By the way, sorry if I don't comment back to you as much. It's just difficult when you don't have new stuff up. I can't keep up here like in the old days. I am more overwhelmed than ever with work, etc. Just wish it would all slow down and that I could spend all my time on the things I loved!!!
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 11:40:00 PM

    I have always loved Poe; especially around Halloween. What a fantastic piece! I love the way that you've woven so many of his lines into this piece.
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 10:04:00 PM

    You don't need luck dear Linda. Words speaks for themselves. And this poem speaks for itself!
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 9:55:00 PM

    This has a wonderful heartbeat, plus a mental illness, only you feel. I enjoy what you did. The best of luck. SandyIvy
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 9:51:00 PM

    Excellent! I hope this ranks high in Kelly's contest.
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 9:38:00 PM

    You write hauntingly deep and beautiful, I see a cluster of stars spangle in your ebony sky, there is a raw vulnerability about you that I could never place, it makes me want to stand by you, when you need a friend? Sweet dreams my dear poetess, xxx
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 9:18:00 PM

    This is very different yet has it's One unique Quality about it..It seems like a difficult task rolled up into One yet it was complete in the end-very nice work ty for Sharing this with Me...
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 8:54:00 PM

    You have created some ambitious work here. Poe - like you dive into dark realms. Thanks for thinking of me. I went to a lecture on poetry across the genres at Poets House tonight. Peace & Love Matthew Anish
  1. Date: 9/23/2014 8:34:00 PM

    Hi everyone, or whomever, is out there. :):):) Wish, me some luck!! This is for Kelly's contest, Inspired by The Raven, .. :) I had fun, writing this poem. It's a little bit of everything. LOL, I Freeverse-it** with a little bit alliteration, and rhyme. My free-fallen style. Anyways, enjoy the mix, it was inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's "Raven" Poem..... LOVE LINDA

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