Short Edgar Allen Poe Poems

Edgar Allen Poe
A writer and poet, his words did flow
He wrote of the macabre and bizarre
I should like to write on his par...

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Edgar Allen Poe
Shocked the world with darkened prose.
To form in minds the various frights 
And keep them waking through the nights....

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'i see' said blind-man...
'hammer and saw can hide truth... 
and you...see with eyes'...

edgar allen poe...
he defined my teenage world...
...a midnight dreary...

sand blown...

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Edgar Allen Poe(lice)
In a startling Photo Finish- Shar beats John Heck in a matter of mere minutes!!!
Congratulations!!   You two appear to be true puzzle masters.  I am impressed!!...

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19th century writer, Edgar Allen Poe -
Romance and the macabre to his readers he would show.
Those who study literature likely know the poem “Lenore”
and that famous line of his: Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”...

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Salvador Dali’s work makes me smile, sometimes laugh even.
It uplifts me, makes me feel happy, brings joy.
He was more daring at his heyday than any artist ever.
His risk taking ability has opened up the realm of possibility for others.
He was the Lewis Carroll/Edgar Allen Poe of artists if you ask me....

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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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Dylan Thomas. Silvia Plath and Edgar Allen Poe     These are names      That we all know    Fought their demons     All their lifes     A pen in their hand     To give them advice     Does the pain go away     When the words are put down     In for a penny     In for a pound     Only their ghosts     Can shed the light     All the heartache     Was it worth the fight...

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We never met
unlike in my dreams on a moving jet
shrouded in the blackness to come
counting the dead on my fingers and thumb
a toast to you and your etiquette form
a roast to you and forget the norm
for we love the void
we live in the void
the Moors are calling
and to our death we are falling
til we meet in the pit of blackness
I will write of your greatness....

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Introduced to Edgar Allen Poe, many and many years ago...
By a teacher who quoted to me; of his love for Annabelle Lee
How his bride died at an early age and left him sad and depraved
This resulted in his drinking to increase because he couldn't deal with grief
Consumption of much alcohol  brought to him an early grave.


(Edgar Allen Poe, January 19, 1809 until 1849.)...

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And all my days are trances
And all my nightly dreams
Are where the grey eyes glances 
and where the footstep gleams In the ethereal dances
But what eternal streams

Edgar Allen Poe
To One in Paradise


Re-write

As I danced in a sleep like trance
A dreamly night
I had in my sight
Where all the glances was upon me 
My footsteps floated around the floor like a cloud
I looked around and I was proud
Not only with external beams but inward dreams...

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Ripe tomatoes in the supermarket
The red tip of my own nose.
Their lime green imagination
Marauded by Edgar Allen Poe.
Her silver dollar face raises hellfire
Says the stringy girl who believes in ghosts.
Goodnight to the lucky cat
Who kisses my cheek with his prose.
Her calico hat sticks to dewy grass
While the hooves of the lumpy deer carcass doze.
The weight of dreams lifted off my shoulders
By the kiss of conciousness on my nose....

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