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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (2)*Second poem honoring Edgar Allan Poe* Fate Once Birthed Lovers, Golden True And Dear We had raced a good race, with wind cool and fair, There were romantic nights steaming hot for a while, And golden rays of sunshine danced in your blonde hair, You my beautiful angel with your graceful style! Lo! Fate once birthed lovers, golden true and dear. Alas! Fate's knot was cut, erased all joyous cheer. Was as if, an invisible clock rang out its tone, Its sad chimes echoing through our sweet paradise, Dawn burst, I rose and found myself all alone, Knowing, no other lover could ever suffice! Lo! Fate once birthed lovers, golden true and dear. Alas! Fate's knot was cut, erased all joyous cheer Months flew by, your vanishing left merciless marks, Summer came and went, winter brought even deeper chill, What was once our world, turned bitter, darker darks, Never again would I find such beauty's sweetest thrill! Lo! Fate once birthed lovers, golden true and dear. Alas! Fate's knot was cut, erased all joyous cheer. Robert J. Lindley, 1-01-2019 Rhyme, ( Love And Fate's Dark Hand ) Second poem honoring Edgar Allan Poe from my dedication series (3) *Third poem honoring Edgar Allan Poe* She Was His Venus, He Was Her Dear Poe She was his Venus, he was her dear Poe They cried, love between us, away we go. She set bright day into its fiery pace He gifted wondrous night poetic face O'that Fate had not both loves thus betrayed With its fickle powers, to death, one laid. As too oft, such love is destined its doom Sending beauty too early to its tomb. Spinning world takes notice when records show Epic sorrows from dark grievous sent blows O'that we with compassion, great pain see Tragedy, not think, better you than me. Poe lived on, tho' his dear true love perished His genius saved not one he so cherished. This sad tale has been written, oft retold How love can not be bought, bartered or sold In its majestic depths, that flame hot burns Shaming dark world, as its evil it spurns. With pen in hand and his tears falling wet Her poem penned, so all would not forget Annabel, raving beauty his soulmate Victim of darkness, death and cruelest Fate That we may marvel, ponder our own life Know we each can be cut by Fate's long knife. Now history tells us of Poe's great fame Yet almost as great 'tis Annabel's name Poe's last complete poem told of their love His inked words gave her glory far above This world's sad treasures, its darkest of seeds Verses that sing, as each weeping heart bleeds. Robert J. Lindley, 1-22-2019 Rhyme, Third poet honored in my ongoing poet Dedication series, this magnificent poet honored with three poems instead of two Note- Friends, I hope you have enjoyed this imaginative and horror laced dark tale. Inspired by the famous and magnificent poetry written by Edgar Allen Poe. His fame and his life have had great controversy in regards to both, yet his poetry and its quality, depths, beauty and infinite imagination reveals a true poetic genius, even tho' perhaps a weak man(*his fondness for excessive drinking*), in this dark world full of sin.
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