Twisted and Expelled

Twisted and Expelled
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As Edgar spoke of Never More,
and the bird perched apon his door
I sat is aweing, hoping, praying
for a sign it was conveying.

Was, it a tortured soul
brought up from the world below
a shadow,in bird form stancing
to do its bidding, of nightly dancing.

And was the tapping , creatures peering
waiting on a soon death nearing
Was Lenore death herself
beauty placed on memories shelf.

Was his minds eye, future telling
or his twisted soul, demons expelling
Within ones corruption, there exploding
a twisted ending, there unloading.

Whatever fare he might be feeding
serves us readers, there for eating
gobbling verses, as if addiction
starving , needing...our nutrition.

5/22/14- Jessica Thompson (With some versing from
"The Raven" by: Edgar A. Poe.. ( Beloved Poet)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Nance Avatar
July 9, 2014 at 5:01 PM
Oh I like how you twisted your words and his, his poems have touched so many poets lives. you rock Jessica.
Thompson Avatar
July 9, 2014 at 6:22 PM
Thank you Casarah, Yes I really like him and Emily Dickinson. I just wanted to try and have a little fun with his and my works together. Glad you liked this piece my friend. Jess :)
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