Allan Poems - Poems about Allan

Last night two events occurred together that are unlikely to repeat… It wasn’t even Halloween…so for them to happen in one night was certainly a treat! First to an Edgar Allan Poe Speakeasy we decided we would go… Deborah dressed as the Raven and me as Mr. Poe. In a dimly lit room we watched and listened as four...

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The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's" fair hair, Shed history's warm light to chase away all care . From shadowed chambers where dark ravens shriek, To hearthside tales that bygone glories speak; The Raven and the Bard, in Inky War...

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"I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane." - Edgar Allan Poe We all go a little mad sometimes ... In the middle of the night, Our minds raving words and rhymes Hands compelled to write and write In the middle of the night ... Wide awake with a troubled brain, Hands compelled to write and write Soothes...

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Warning - Don't read The Raven and Watch Hitchcock on the same night. Once before my bedtime, nearing, which I dreaded, fazed and fearing, Stories mother would read me before she closed and locked my bedroom door — While I washed up in the water, could mom have drawn it any...

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"For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams" Edgar Allan Poe My true love was always my moonbeam To breathe her light She had to be her own addiction She has control over the saint of procure I drink to her freelance contingency of no mercy A glance at her smile.. wanton fever.....

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A Revised Edition From The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, vol. II, 1850 In the icy air where the stars do sprinkle bright keeping time, keeping time with the jingling bells of night it is there I lay my heart, my lonely heart Hear the mellow wedding bells...

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In the distance, a soul does mourn, The Raven caws, a heart forlorn, Fear grips tight, as life's sun sets, Having never danced, with wild regrets. A life unlived, a dream unchased, A heart that yearns, but feels misplaced, In twilight's grasp, the mind's despair, Echoes of 'what if' fill the air. Lost in the void of wasted days, The Raven's wings, a somber...

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In midnight's grasp, a raven took flight, Its ebony wings adorned with sorrow's might, Through veils of darkness, it soared alone, A haunting presence, to worlds unknown. Its onyx feathers whispered tales of woe, Echoing through the night, a mournful show, With piercing eyes, a gaze that could pierce the soul, It sought solace in the shadows' endless scroll. Its mournful cry, a...

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Why did I find you lovely Not as an insult but of my own falling out I do not think I was even in love Why do relationships come and go so fast Lovers lasting only weeks at a time A fear of love I assume And I am the one being afraid Do not come near me, women of soft wax,...

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The man wore motley, so I whacked him... Hello, my charming neighbor; How you grace me with your wit. You’ve really got the spirit And I like your costume’s fit. What’s that? No, I’ve had plenty. What I need is some advice; I think I’ve found a bargain, If I’ve not misjudged the price. Just yesterday I purchased Something special...

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Dilated pupil captures a partner with her submission Above sadness, eyes sea sunk in upset unquenchable Desperation lodged in lagoon swims to 2021 surface Air refilling deflated lungs floats a Goldi locked trophy Drawn from decaying pages of housewife magazines Overtly womanly hip to waist ratio cinched on display Empathy white tidal wave, compassion washes angst Surrogate heart fed...

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*********************************** The Poet, The Pen, The Solemn Prayer, ("In Tribute To Edgar Allan Poe's, Lenore") He wrote and wrote tho' so very tired and weary in his weeping heart lurked many romantic quotes, such that set eyes to saddest glaze, growing teary from dreams and memory that sent old sails afloat ink cast to drive away sad-life once so dreary. Fervent hope, prayer...

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Alone Corona Sonnet From childhood’s hour I have not been as others were, I have not seen as others saw in these dark times we live in i am afraid of being alone dying all alone AS GENERAL CORONA SPREADS HIS ARMIES ALL OVER THE WORLD? I DON”T WANT TO DIE content tracing “Alone” By Edgar Allen Poe creative talent unleashed prompt...

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On the night before Christmas, alone in my house, Sorrow gnawed at my soul, like a ravenous mouse. Entombed in my blankets, I struggled to sleep, Ready to snap if I counted more sheep. I rose at the sound of scratching and creaking. “Who’s there?” I cried, “Is it trouble, you’re seeking?”   Like a ghost in the shadows, I crept...

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Listening to Edgar Allan Poe Amazing! (see below) from Edgar Allan Poe early 19th century.. we await this awakening today! switching of identities sometime in our lifetime is the one and only purpose we have.. Jehovah replaces Man as felt identity.. beliefs are cast aside and our activities are activities of That which we are... Think that the sense of individual identity will be gradually merged in the general consciousness—that Man,...

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