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Tales From The Dark Book Of Poe, Oct 23rd,1977 as was written, after midnight clock struck its blackest hour.
Blog Posted:6/11/2020 2:30:00 PM
Blog, Tales From The Dark Book Of Poe,  Oct 23rd,1977
as was written, after midnight clock struck its blackest hour.
 
 
Night Of Shadow, Poe, House Of Usher's Bloody Dust
 
Midnight hour when an horrendous silence then struck
magical its great power, in it I was stuck
cast into a dream, one of whispering delays
set aloft on a beam, passing clouds dark and gray
into realm with a clear message given to me
stroll on  in without fear, and grab the golden key!
 
Down a dark word path, I so courageously trod
facing hellish wrath, along its trail I did plod
into land of black, such great markers of the dead
time I lost track,  divergence in my aching head
then came that recall, a faithful mission commanded
to get it all, and dare not leave empty handed!
 
From distant bell, came rhyming music to my ears
I was not feeling well, as heart felt its deep fears
next a shadow came, and begged to tag along
inquiring my name and then sang a mourning song
led me past stones, of those fallen in darkest sin
snakes crawling on their bones, all had a wicked grin!
 
Then I horror thus I knew, this a nightmare black
within its course I must pursue, grab and get back
you will find your treasure beyond those rusty gates
bravery's measure, there the golden tomb awaits
hold on there my good friend, shadow screamed with a shout
near the end, duty bound, dare you not turn about!
 
Tho' I may die, I entered ancient musty crypt
aghast was I, as all its contents had been stripped
yet dried blood on the gloomy red walls, showed a fight
from outside I heard wailing calls, you die tonight
seeking to flee, yet I knew grab something I must
fear grabbing me, I left with only bloody dust!
 
As I fled, screamed my fears, hearing those distant words
faster I went switching gears, I flew like a bird
far away on distant hill, I heard a new call
its words sent a cold chill, it cried soon you will fall
your are captive in a garden plot, and will stay
Poe lives here, tho' House of Usher is in decay!
 
Morning call rang out, rooster sounded its alarm
I woke praise God with a shout, thanking God no harm
rising from bed, I saw a shadow fly away
its eyes glowing red, wailing "soon, soon you will pay" 
I screamed with all my might, God's help is now a must
more fright, for at bed's foot was, piles of bloody dust!
 
R.J. Lindley, Oct 23rd, 1977
Dark Rhyme, ( When The Raven Sent A Vivid Dream And Chilling Message )
 
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Total # Syllables:504
Total # Words: 406
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