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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe, Part Two of Three

The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe, Part Two of Three For seven years it had been wickedly clever Doing just enough to sate its wicked desires When begged to stop. Alas it cried, never Not until your soul rests on the burning pyres Yet Poe now keenly aware this was no dream And with accursed fever, praying it to cease Sought help from a young friend to form a team Anything, anything to gain his release. Raven now knew it was time to a truth real That soon, very soon, it would make Poe cry And with fiendish delight his true love kill And forever all of his happiness deny That night Poe lost it, flew into a rage Scribing vows that few men would dare to utter His blood was ink splashing onto each page Gnashing teeth as each word he would mutter. Raven too had hatched a brilliant new plan A week he invisibly watched -showing no sign Having realized Poe that was no ordinary man Watching with hellish glee, as Poe scribed each line This great battle was to be a battle of wits Spread from night skies down to Plutonian shores Beneath burning rocks into dark putrid pits Two warriors set about to even the scores. Poe rose each morn, a new fire in his steady eyes For he could not Raven's dreaded threat forget He must never blink- always seek to true prize For nothing like this beast had he ever met Raven each night, flew up from far below With only inflicting pain on its hellish mind That its hate was immense and each night grows Could not see, that it would soon make it blind. Thinking, smiling with time, time was on its side And had not Fate to its evil demands agreed Raven wings stretched for a victory ride So very content to watch Poe's heart bleed Yet Fate and Poe both decried its dark heart In determination was born a plan One sure to upset Raven's applecart Must be executed as a long range plan. It would use Raven's immense vanity As well rely on a couple old traps Twist or two to test Raven's sanity And have Raven running few hundred laps Poe who had never depended on Fate Was all in as it was sure to go well Raven would discover it far too late And wake to again find itself in Hell. First to inform about the game, Poe's friend A young lad most clever and truly bright He would have to hate Poe, only pretend And make Raven believe it that dark night Now to get the dagger and blood-red ink Rehearse the scene while Raven was away Water down the whiskey Poe was to drink And in its success each sincerely pray. Night again came, Raven was there with glee Raven sat with its happy evil soul Poe's room was dark almost too dark to see Was necessary to achieve the goal Poe began by decrying his sad plight The constant torment was driving him mad Complaining this agony was not right What had he ever done that was so bad? Muttering how his life he would soon end And join his beloved in that dark place Death take me, Poe called- this poor soul send That again I may see her pretty face Raven watching, thought this is what I need Poe destroyed dying in deep disgrace Beg I true evil let me see him bleed No other joy could ever this replace! Robert J. Lindley, 7-09-2021 Rhyme Note: Part three is about halfway written, to complete this horror tale it will be quite a bit longer than the previous two parts and will definitely require some time to edit and finalize... So bear with me as my having been ill has slowed me down a lot.

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Date: 7/11/2021 9:11:00 AM
Outstanding verses, Robert! You are a blessing to the Soup, An absolute FAV Miss Pangie
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/12/2021 4:42:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I hope all is well with you and your beloved family. God bless..
Date: 7/9/2021 5:11:00 PM
"Poe lost it, flew into a rage" Oh my ! I can see this happening within your poem. Your thoughts are deep and dark. You amaze me with your talented pen. When the time is right, you will finish this series. My best to you. Hugs, Brandy
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/12/2021 4:41:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Always an uplifting gift to read your insightful comments. God bless.
Date: 7/9/2021 1:52:00 PM
You keep Poe alive in your dark poems Robert, carrying on where he left off, I know he'd be proud of the work you write in his honour. Tom Re, the comment under mine, seems its a scam of some kind. Ive deleted two from my poems, admin have been informed.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/9/2021 4:30:00 PM
Thank you my friend. I do my very best to rightly honor Poe in these poems and as well in my tribute blogs to him. God bless.
Date: 7/9/2021 12:07:00 PM
You have high lighted one of my favorite writers, Robert. You are to be commanded for the huge amount of effort and research you put into your writings, all for our education and delight - Bob
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/9/2021 12:13:00 PM
Thank you my friend. I was captured as a fan of the magnificent poet, Edgar Allan Poe at the tender young age of ten years old in 1964. Ever since have read everything I can find on his life, his majestic works and his sad, untimely and mysterious death... He rates as a true poetic genius, writer, editor, creator of mystery tales, gothic/horror tales and even romance in poetic creations. God bless....