Poems Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe
#EdgarAllanPoe
Poems inspired by Edgar Allan Poe. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in poems and short stories by Edgar Allan Poe. Along with poems about Poe himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 2:30am
13th Jan 2025 2:30am
Raven Song
Raven Song
Dragon blood runs in her veins
She is the daughter of the Stonehenge night
With eyes that see the colors of the wind
When black rainbows sing her soul to sleep
On nights when her dreams are painted red
Like Arcturus that guides sailors
In the sea of her sleeping mind
Ghosts of people long gone
In the naked light of a moon
As pale as Annabel Lee
With her peignoir parted to feel the breeze
On skin as naked as the starlight
From the open window
Where the raven speaks her name
Like a friend from long ago ...
Dragon blood runs in her veins
She is the daughter of the Stonehenge night
With eyes that see the colors of the wind
When black rainbows sing her soul to sleep
On nights when her dreams are painted red
Like Arcturus that guides sailors
In the sea of her sleeping mind
Ghosts of people long gone
In the naked light of a moon
As pale as Annabel Lee
With her peignoir parted to feel the breeze
On skin as naked as the starlight
From the open window
Where the raven speaks her name
Like a friend from long ago ...
#dragons
#dreams
#EdgarAllanPoe
#night
#women
62 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:56pm
9th Dec 2024 1:56pm
Despicable Crow
Beneath crevasses of broken stones
till death fills the empty shadows
with the grave's sharpest spade
in a plumed head of tomorrow
and wings of a despicable crow
staring at me with debauchery
devouring morsels and souls
beneath crevasses of broken stones
till death fills the empty shadows
with the grave's sharpest spade
in a plumed head of tomorrow
and wings of a despicable crow
staring at me with debauchery
devouring morsels and souls
beneath crevasses of broken stones
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
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adagio
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 7:40pm
24th Nov 2024 7:40pm
Omens Stroked
Soliloquy thunder from the virtuosos
listening to echoes of the dark crows
with skeletal fingers in charcoal cloaks
Come cozy hail waltzing with the toes
of practiced scorn and omens stroked
listening to echoes of the dark crows
with skeletal fingers in charcoal cloaks
Come cozy hail waltzing with the toes
of practiced scorn and omens stroked
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
99 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:17pm
10th Nov 2024 6:17pm
Contagious Scrawls
I am the patent sky holding you close
in closed quarters to my dark soul
Corroded by angels and evangelicals
with scalloped goitered tongues
Wearing cauls of contagious scrawls
in free verse of The Raven's Pinion
in closed quarters to my dark soul
Corroded by angels and evangelicals
with scalloped goitered tongues
Wearing cauls of contagious scrawls
in free verse of The Raven's Pinion
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
#gothic
110 reads
3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 10:30pm
1st Oct 2024 10:30pm
The Cat's Aye - with Lilliputian
Turning on the switch talking to the dead
and insomniacs in a seance smearing the
lipstick. Hiding decayed memories
to absorb melancholy within the jester mask.
Feeling the cold breath of the cat
with chatoyant eyes, nod aye. Weaving a cat's
cradle of empty dreams beneath the wings
of a scanty crow, weeping for Poe.
and insomniacs in a seance smearing the
lipstick. Hiding decayed memories
to absorb melancholy within the jester mask.
Feeling the cold breath of the cat
with chatoyant eyes, nod aye. Weaving a cat's
cradle of empty dreams beneath the wings
of a scanty crow, weeping for Poe.
#collaboration
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
167 reads
5 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 3:42pm
29th Sep 2024 3:42pm
The idle, unbroken
The clouds are dreary
Piqued and bleary
In their tainted, furious core
severely clapping
There came a rapping
lapping up the moor
The velvet grazing of crimson draping
razing in the fore
be still the rapid breath, one should
And the hurling of its lore
Sudden darkness clearing
I stood there peering
Into its feathered core
violence, bespoken
the idle, unbroken
And my wilted words, “no more,”
The clouds are churning,
the swell returning...
Piqued and bleary
In their tainted, furious core
severely clapping
There came a rapping
lapping up the moor
The velvet grazing of crimson draping
razing in the fore
be still the rapid breath, one should
And the hurling of its lore
Sudden darkness clearing
I stood there peering
Into its feathered core
violence, bespoken
the idle, unbroken
And my wilted words, “no more,”
The clouds are churning,
the swell returning...
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
#parody
165 reads
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 9:47am
27th Sep 2024 9:47am
Danse Putréfaction
Lo! 'Tis a night of foul decay
Where rot clings thick to bone
The air is rank with death's array
And flesh, long dead, has grown
The stage is set, but not for life
A show for cursed eyes
Where things that once were pure of strife
Now crawl beneath the skies
The curtain lifts, yet nothing breathes
No pulse, no living form
Just hollow husks with tangled wreathes
Of sinew, stiff and torn
Their skin, like wax, begins to sag
Their mouths gape open wide
But what commands them is no drag
It is the death inside
...
Where rot clings thick to bone
The air is rank with death's array
And flesh, long dead, has grown
The stage is set, but not for life
A show for cursed eyes
Where things that once were pure of strife
Now crawl beneath the skies
The curtain lifts, yet nothing breathes
No pulse, no living form
Just hollow husks with tangled wreathes
Of sinew, stiff and torn
Their skin, like wax, begins to sag
Their mouths gape open wide
But what commands them is no drag
It is the death inside
...
#dark
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#monsters
#shadows
137 reads
1 Comment
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 10:20am
26th Sep 2024 10:20am
Kill It, Kill It Now
Once upon a midnight dreary, I sat frozen, weak and weary
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
#dark
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#monsters
#scary
155 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 2:59pm
16th Aug 2024 2:59pm
Death Is Obsolete
Who are these fools in the snow
listening to Mozart's requiem
warming with the fires
instead of pleasures
and ecstasies of Poe
cold is the source of all pain
and death is obsolete
passe similar to gout
or flames of phlegm
who are these fools in the snow
listening to Mozart's requiem
warming with the fires
instead of pleasures
and ecstasies of Poe
cold is the source of all pain
and death is obsolete
passe similar to gout
or flames of phlegm
who are these fools in the snow
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
#WritingPoetry
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adagio
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 11:18pm
29th Jul 2024 11:18pm
No Phantoms Evermore - with fianaturie8
Veiling the wind's song of twilight
the moon's aria of phantom lore
A watcher's lamp rising on a prayer
obscuring shadows of nightingales
So softly dark and gently pure
awaiting the tides that whisper
A melody on haunted wails
set my feet in motion, as if on sails
Guiding me to the bearer of the note
taking me down into the moat...
"No phantoms, evermore"
the moon's aria of phantom lore
A watcher's lamp rising on a prayer
obscuring shadows of nightingales
So softly dark and gently pure
awaiting the tides that whisper
A melody on haunted wails
set my feet in motion, as if on sails
Guiding me to the bearer of the note
taking me down into the moat...
"No phantoms, evermore"
#dark
#ghosts
#collaboration #EdgarAllanPoe
#collaboration #EdgarAllanPoe
212 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 1:40pm
29th Jul 2024 1:40pm
Speaking in Song
with a voice, nevermore calling my name
through twilight's descending hung
speaking in song of the raven's tongue
through the eyes and lips of a mortal soul
listening, letting the shadow unfold...
nevermore
through twilight's descending hung
speaking in song of the raven's tongue
through the eyes and lips of a mortal soul
listening, letting the shadow unfold...
nevermore
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
#WritingPoetry
159 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
5th Jul 2024 10:20pm
5th Jul 2024 10:20pm
Woodwicks - with Grace
Wooden candle wicks tea lights
of the dwindling poetic lilac
and scented old books
leaving shadows in the ointment
on pages of Poe whispering to Lenore
darkness gathered at the corner
reading poetry trembling with fear
eyes invisible watching eager craze
catching that one weak link
to plunge through mauled sanity
of the dwindling poetic lilac
and scented old books
leaving shadows in the ointment
on pages of Poe whispering to Lenore
darkness gathered at the corner
reading poetry trembling with fear
eyes invisible watching eager craze
catching that one weak link
to plunge through mauled sanity
#EdgarAllanPoe
#WritingPoetry
187 reads
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