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Poe's Diary Page 7 The Hand of Dread

5 posts • Page 1 of 1 Poe's Diary Page 7 (The Hand of Dread) Postby Whiskurz » February 11th, 2013, 1:25 am Awakened by the hand of dread An apprentice to the night She pulls me from my chamber bed And forces me to write My mind still captive to my sleep I do not understand Clutching my quill, my fingers weep It does not know my hand A whisper slowly fills my soul My quill now feels at ease For I'm no longer in control I write from my disease Infected words now fill my quill To spread a rancid lie My paper silent and feeling ill As pieces of it die Dread no longer holds me tight As her icy fingers release She disappears into the night And hands me back my peace

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Date: 4/3/2013 9:49:00 PM
Great write, Larry. Well done. Nice going, my friend. Ralph
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Date: 3/18/2013 5:10:00 PM
Amazing. I love the way you formed this. I couldn't imagine a better way of explaining how some poems come to you.
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Date: 3/15/2013 6:41:00 PM
I enjoyed your write. Especially the infected quill stanza!
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