Lady Labyrinth Poet Pantoum

50 Words For Poe: Posthumous

"50 Words for Poe: Posthumous"



Moody dark man haunted mind
Lovecraft sleeps awake eyes open wide
while he writes Her, she possesses he, his lovely succubus Monster merrily
a deep embrace into his dreams spectral posthumous bride becomes her

Lovecraft sleeps awake eyes open wide
wild raging fever in his blood is She
a deep embrace into his dreams spectral posthumous bride becomes her
Dark Danvers dances naked laughing deliciously in the fire with he

Wild raging fever in his blood is She
his very own black-hearted soul sucking Calypso Nightmare Queen
Dark Danvers dances naked laughing deliciously in the fire with he
Beelzebub plays the fiddle burns it up so devilishly

His very own black-hearted soul sucking Calypso Nightmare Queen
penetrates his Lovecraft Church 'N Steeple mercilessly
Beelzebub plays the black organ inside he, burns it up so devilishly
Lovecraft is no Poe is he, now possessed by spectral posthumous bride 

She becomes his poetry

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bf00KI2MEGg "The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove" 
The Dead Can Dance, Album:Into the Labyrinth




“In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulu waits dreaming” H.P. Lovecraft 


"Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again." Du Maurier







1.
Lovecraft
https://www.biography.com/people/hp-lovecraft-40102

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H._P._Lovecraft


2.
Du Maurier
“Rebecca” 

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/oct/31/mrs-danvers-rebecca-daphne-du-maurier-baddies-books

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Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 4:25 PM https://genius.com/Dead-can-dance-the-ubiquitous-mr-lovegrove-lyrics

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:44 AM “Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places.” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:43 AM "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again." The 2nd Mrs De Winter

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:42 AM “At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:42 AM “To be bitter is to attribute intent and personality to the formless, infinite, unchanging and unchangeable void. We drift on a chartless, resistless sea. Let us sing when we can, and forget the rest..” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:40 AM “The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents... some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new Dark Age.” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:39 AM “From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:38 AM “Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.” H.P. Lovecraft

Lady Labyrinth March 18, 2019 at 8:38 AM “The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown” H.P. Lovecraft