Ancient Tree, Treasure and Mystery Even Poe Could Not Solve
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R.J. Lindley,
Nov. 17th, 1974
(NEXT- PART TWO OF THREE- "THE FIRST VISIT")
Ancient Tree, Treasure And Mystery Even Poe Could Not Solve
PART ONE -("The Darkness Poe Discovered")
The old tree was tall, dark and gnarly too
Massive limbs reaching up to strike the sky
Once seen, it would hold you like super glue
Only with life cursed, could you find out why.
There it hid, back in ancient forest deep,
Lording over seven massive black stones
With it's mystery treasures it would keep,
Under rock and dirt, rotting bags of bones.
Some few dared look at it under moonlight
For tales told of horrific bloody scenes
Some went crazy while others lost their sight
As it showed what real horror truly means!
Some claimed master Poe once visited and cried
He only man to see its darkest depths yet still live
Fodder for dark tales written until he died
Its treasures kept, cursing words were all it would give.
Yet Master Poe left his O' so clever clues
Pages stained with his own blood and cursed words
Even he had paid dearly, its deadly dues
Followed by its ever guarding Raven bird!
Later one man studied well, this haunting tale
One of Poe's own dark, cursed bloodline he be
Brave and Pure he had seen the Gates Of Hell
Living to return to see its ancient cursed tree.
There was method to his madness and brave plan
Yet others would quake if they had only known
He a great author, poet and even braver man
Wanted that buried treasure to be all his own!
For twenty years he had researched and learned
Seeing the tree by moonlight was insanely wrong
With the deep fear, others had foolishly spurned
He often visited with bright sun tagging along.
R.J. Lindley,
Nov. 17th, 1974
PART TWO OF THREE- ("The Full Moon First Visit")
Seven more years and his nightmares finally ended
that fateful day he decided to face the beast
These were no actions to be ill-taken or rescinded
he must bring two white horses for -its - night feast.
For Dark and Death demanded fresh, flowing blood
and he being wise, thought it best, it not be his own
A full moon, clear night sky, he needed light to flood
even then, he prayed his courage had truly grown.
The greatest treasure ever to be found by man
that was the promised reward Master Poe had said
With such a gift he knew what he could then plan
for what more was life than dreams in man's silly head?
All day he thought of the enchanted princess in his dream
she of golden dress and wondrous searching eyes
Truly glorious, precious treasure worth any daring scheme
tho oft he wondered, could that dream be beast sent lies?
Now with full moon risen he trekked to that evil place
promise of love and golden treasures beyond all
At every step visions of her beautiful beckoning face
and melody of her voice singing its enticing call.
With two white horses tied to the gnarly old tree
sword in hand he stepped center of the black stones
Began to read the oath written in that ancient decree
calling for rise of the buried dried up human bones.
As shadows appeared, white skeletal hands shot out
blackened ground opened up and they thus rose
He then saw Master Poe Appear and with a mighty shout
the princess came, dressed in gold and black head to toe.
Seeing him there, she smiled and this command she spoke
break thy sword and vow my life to now forever embrace
Now this solemn vow is to be eternal and not a joke
once uttered true, away from here thee must swiftly race!
R.J. Lindley,
Nov. 17th, 1974
( PART TWO OF THREE- ("The Full Moon First Visit")
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Next- (Part Three of Three- The Return And The Promised Reward Given)
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