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(Part Two- 2-18-2020)

R.J. Lindley, Jan 8th, 1978, edited- 2-06-2020..
Rhyme, Poe dedication, 
( The Battle With Darkness And Raven's Wicked Curse )
Part Two -- To be written.... this year...

New Note, ( 2-06-2020: This old poem was never finished.
Soon I will begin composing part two to conclude this old fragment.
Forty-two years flown by now and I am hoping I get to complete this old fragment.

New Note, ( 2-18-2020) 
Part two now written and presented.
I have decided this tribute needs to be composed in three 
parts. So I have now further tasked myself to at a later
date--finally finish this piece that was started in 1978.
My muse demands I do this and in a way it grieves me so.
Sometimes I think Poe and Raven are both playing a game
with me...... Part Three To Come.....

The Hero, Raven, Poe And First Encounter, Part Two , Of Three, Dedicated To Master Poe Dying massive suns, exploding black moons, loaded guns, death arriving far too soon. Anguish, oozing pain, sad pitiful cries rotting remains, under pallid grey skies, Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Bones broken in a crush, blades cutting deep dark in mighty rush, death's eternal sleep. Hell and horror combine, liquid black pours demons opine, on heartaches weeping scores, Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Shadow warriors dance, as red blood flows here lies no romance, end only Fate knows. Caverns deep and wide, chains at the ready nowhere to hide, wicked tortures steady Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Seventh level all black, mercy not found scorpions attack, innocent souls bound. There in darkest room, where Master Poe lies amidst swirling gloom, where agony flies Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Raven's ghastly calls sent, all creatures obey no dissent, where pitiless pain holds sway. Decades fly by, Raven taunts Master Poe mystery as to why, such hatred grows Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Bright sky above, hides apathy below gone Life and Love, as Raven runs its show Dark power weds, heartache's sweet agony blood red beds, soak under hate's canopy Crimson puddles shine, blacken flesh decays monstrous monsters dine, by tag-team relays. Robert J. Lindley, (Part Two- 2-18-2020) Previous notes... R.J. Lindley, Jan 8th, 1978, edited- 2-06-2020.. Rhyme, Poe dedication, ( The Battle With Darkness And Raven's Wicked Curse ) Part Two -- To be written.... this year... New Note, ( 2-06-2020: This old poem was never finished. Soon I will begin composing part two to conclude this old fragment. Forty-two years flown by now and I am hoping I get to complete this old fragment. New Note, ( 2-18-2020) Part two now written and presented. I have decided this tribute needs to be composed in three parts. So I have now further tasked myself to at a later date--finally finish this piece that was started in 1978. My muse demands I do this and in a way it grieves me so. Sometimes I think Poe and Raven are both playing a game with me...... Part Three To Come.....

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Date: 2/19/2020 3:45:00 AM
Another brilliant write Robert, Poe certainly lives on in your work. Tom
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Date: 2/19/2020 5:39:00 AM
Thank you my friend. These dark poems are a reminder that this world operates on and in darkness. To me it sad that some poets think composing such is the heart and soul of the poet author. When in truth it represents awareness and a choice not to be blinded. To truly appreciate the Light , joy. life and hope one must understand and admit that darkness rules humanity and this earth. To see and be aware, is to have some power to counter..

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