Poems on Edgar Allan Poe by Top Critiquers
#EdgarAllanPoe
PAR
Poem Published
30th Mar 2023 10:47am
30th Mar 2023 10:47am
3 poems to 3 poets that drive me crazy with pleasure and pain...
Baudelaire's lost poem.
This will be the last you'll hear from me,
withered pernicious flower.
Silent scream!
Bloodstained.
One second, one moment,
then the shadow disappears...
… from a broken heart!
Lovecraft gave me a broken heart.
The curtain closes!
An eternal dislike...
yet we continue in sin.
In the end, the shadow disappears,
we are deprived of its light forever…
In madness forever.
Poe's Spicy...
This will be the last you'll hear from me,
withered pernicious flower.
Silent scream!
Bloodstained.
One second, one moment,
then the shadow disappears...
… from a broken heart!
Lovecraft gave me a broken heart.
The curtain closes!
An eternal dislike...
yet we continue in sin.
In the end, the shadow disappears,
we are deprived of its light forever…
In madness forever.
Poe's Spicy...
#dark
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #EdgarAllanPoe
#WritingPoetry #EdgarAllanPoe
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 4:07am
21st Jun 2024 4:07am
The Lonely Rider in the Storm
A few minutes past the midnight hour, the chambermaids began to scour
Searching for the horrific cries of a woman somewhere on the third floor
And upon finding the guest room, the nervous manager broke in like a goon
They heard her screams of pain coming from behind the bathroom door
The woman yelled “help me please”, there on the bathroom floor on her knees
Clenching her stomach as she bled somewhere underneath her gown
The hotel manager with quick intuition, had a bell boy rush to get a physician
And the young man dashed to fetch the only doctor...
Searching for the horrific cries of a woman somewhere on the third floor
And upon finding the guest room, the nervous manager broke in like a goon
They heard her screams of pain coming from behind the bathroom door
The woman yelled “help me please”, there on the bathroom floor on her knees
Clenching her stomach as she bled somewhere underneath her gown
The hotel manager with quick intuition, had a bell boy rush to get a physician
And the young man dashed to fetch the only doctor...
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#grief
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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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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
7th May 2022 00:45am
7th May 2022 00:45am
caw
the raven had taken to the floor;
I shouted, “you’re full of shit!”
at which point he emptied his bowels on the carpet
and replied, “nevermore “
I shouted, “you’re full of shit!”
at which point he emptied his bowels on the carpet
and replied, “nevermore “
#EdgarAllanPoe
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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
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
27th Dec 2017 4:39am
27th Dec 2017 4:39am
Enchanted (2)
I know you know
I know you
are mystified
enchanted too
by just a hint
or just a brush
it's all it takes
for thinking's lush
expansion
imagining
late at night
when you are in
warm and cuddly
times apart
there's a feeling
in your heart
a sensation
it's appealing
although apart
it seems so real in
your fingers
in your mind
warm and cuddly
just like mine
I know you
are mystified
enchanted too
by just a hint
or just a brush
it's all it takes
for thinking's lush
expansion
imagining
late at night
when you are in
warm and cuddly
times apart
there's a feeling
in your heart
a sensation
it's appealing
although apart
it seems so real in
your fingers
in your mind
warm and cuddly
just like mine
#dreams
#music
#lyrics
#dance
#EdgarAllanPoe
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 12:27pm
14th Dec 2022 12:27pm
Edgar
I was out for a walk
one day when I heard
a voice say "forevermore"
which made me look up
and see this one raven.
After I looked around
and saw that no one
else was there, this
kid smiled and took
the bird to his house.
Once there, I made
sure that "Edgar"
has been well fed
and taken care of.
one day when I heard
a voice say "forevermore"
which made me look up
and see this one raven.
After I looked around
and saw that no one
else was there, this
kid smiled and took
the bird to his house.
Once there, I made
sure that "Edgar"
has been well fed
and taken care of.
#birds
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#EdgarAllanPoe
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