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Dare We Bring Poe, Raven From Darken Grave Renewed Poets Tribute Series Second Poet, Edgar Allen Poe
Dare We Bring Poe, Raven From Darken Grave Renewed Poets Tribute Series Second Poet, Edgar Allen Poe
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1. https://www.britannica.com/biography/Edgar-Allan-Poe
Edgar Allan Poe
AMERICAN WRITER
WRITTEN BY: Charles CestreThomas Ollive MabbottJacques Barzun
LAST UPDATED: Oct 3, 2019 See Article History
Edgar Allan Poe, (born January 19, 1809, Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.—died October 7, 1849, Baltimore, Maryland), American short-story writer, poet, critic, and editor who is famous for his cultivation of mystery and the macabre. His tale “The Murders in the Rue Morgue” (1841) initiated the modern detective story, and the atmosphere in his tales of horror is unrivaled in American fiction. His “The Raven” (1845) numbers among the best-known poems in the national literature.
2. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/edgar-allan-poe
Dare We Bring Poe, Raven From Darken Grave
Renewed Poets Tribute Series
Second poet, Edgar Allen Poe
Hating blade yet they are so quick to cut
in glee at dark spilled blood, yet lack the guts
walking forth with halo's, prayers said in haste
may find dark verse is neither bad, nor waste.
Remove harden anger, pie from black eyes
Life may be wishing but truth never dies
Art's true power, is in poets that are free
as birds in a magnificent bright tree.
When verse sings reality in dark tune
no cloud hides the sweetness of golden moon
when inked words are strong, so bold and so dark
poet shows Life, even if sad and stark!
We live, we boldly write, we do not cave
Dare we bring Poe, Raven from darken grave!
Robert J. Lindley, 7-30-2019
Sonnet, ( A Poet Must Write What Soul Sends, Heart Sings )
(2.)
Annabel, Do You Gaze, From Time's Ancient Skies
Annabel, you inspired words that gifted us all
Such as never before seen, on this earthen ball.
With pain and insight, Master Poe over you wept
Deepest in his broken heart, your love was there kept.
Annabel, you inspired words that gifted us all
With that blessing many have answered its great call.
As Master Poe, we came to see and understand
Life is not all rosy, sweet music from a band.
Annabel, your image now burns in poet's brains
Master Poe's love for you, tempers this world's dark stains.
Yes, our ink now wets new pages, hopes for tomorrows
As we read saddest words of Master Poe's sorrows.
Annabel, for a goddess your were in disguise.
Are you now looking at us, from Time's ancient skies?
Robert J. Lindley, 7-28-2019
Sonnet, (Twelves), (Tribute to Poe's Annabel Lee)
Syllables Per Line: 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 168
Note: Second poem added. 11-30-2019, previously I had forgot to add it
when first presenting this tribute to Poe...
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1. https://www.britannica.com/biography/Edgar-Allan-Poe
2. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/edgar-allan-poe
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2019
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