Sonia Walker Poet Free verse

In a Dark Room With Edgar Allen Poe

I am in a dark room 
with Edgar Allen Poe,
there is a blank wall
turned into a movie screen,
showing his life story,
a struggle of his life without glory.

Living life as a writer with a lonely pen,
hiking up a strenuous and bumpy trail,
macabre poetry and short stories written,
fell upon few and most with blind eyes, 
as a poet and author he insisted to be read, 
unfortunately providing him meager bread. 

Dark shadows followed him wherever he went,
his essence  of a cloak and dagger existence, 
opening up a genre of mysteries and whodunnits,
known as the first writer of detective stories,
life was unforgiving for this enigma of a man,
he died at the age of forty not being his plan. 



February 4, 2018

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Andrea Dietrich February 6, 2018 at 5:44 PM Yes, he had a sad ending and then became so famous afterward! I did not realize he was the first writer for detective stories. So cool! Looks like this is for that one contest about Poe? Good Luck. It seemed to difficult for me to try it! Sonia Walker February 6, 2018 at 9:12 PM Andrea, it is a shame that Poe was not appreciated when alive.. Thank you for commenting. ~ Sonia