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Tyr-Ziu Saxnot
11-27-2015, 08:09 PM
Poe's Nightmare And Penitence

The statue in the hall, moved ever so slightly,
I saw this movement upon every midnight stroke-
Alone, eagerly waiting for this dark magic nightly
Shivers given, very addictive but sadly were no joke,
Anticipation burned awaiting that movement refined
For each night at midnight it moved just a bit more
And sat I, there to watch as I so greedily dined,
Upon the tender, ethereal flesh of my love, Lenore!

As the darkened years swiftly raced into the mists:
I prayed to the dark gods for mercy evermore,
And Lenore's name was always on my pleading lists
Come back, come back again to me- my sweet Lenore!

Last year, that eerie, moving statue began to smile
A wicked little grin, a grimace for to be sure
My mind confused, for this was not in her style
The movement and soft grace of my Lenore so pure;
Aha! Could this be the spirit of the Raven gone?
Returneth to plague and so vex my tired old Soul,
Or my mind deranged from its loneliness trying to atone
For a grieving hate-darkened heart as black as coal?

Now the statue has made it all the way to the door,
There was no creaking and groaning as it slowly walks
Nor any of the great beauty resplendent in my Lenore
Yet for years now, we've had our mystical, nightly talks!

Last night the door opened and away she magically flew
By all the dark gods, I cried for her to not fly away!
Please stay and in this dark dungeon reside, just we two,
Alas! Aghast at this penitence my ruined heart to pay;
Where once the sheer brightness of her love and name,
Would heal my wounds and thus join us in bright light of day
Raven! What hellish playing you've done in this wicked game
For now I grieve ever the more, for my Lenore to love and stay!

Robert J. Lindley, 11-27-2015

LongTermGuy
11-27-2015, 08:31 PM
Poe's Nightmare And Penitence

The statue in the hall, moved ever so slightly,
I saw this movement upon every midnight stroke-
Alone, eagerly waiting for this dark magic nightly
Shivers given, very addictive but sadly were no joke,
Anticipation burned awaiting that movement refined
For each night at midnight it moved just a bit more
And sat I, there to watch as I so greedily dined,
Upon the tender, ethereal flesh of my love, Lenore!

As the darkened years swiftly raced into the mists:
I prayed to the dark gods for mercy evermore,
And Lenore's name was always on my pleading lists
Come back, come back again to me- my sweet Lenore!

Last year, that eerie, moving statue began to smile
A wicked little grin, a grimace for to be sure
My mind confused, for this was not in her style
The movement and soft grace of my Lenore so pure;
Aha! Could this be the spirit of the Raven gone?
Returneth to plague and so vex my tired old Soul,
Or my mind deranged from its loneliness trying to atone
For a grieving hate-darkened heart as black as coal?

Now the statue has made it all the way to the door,
There was no creaking and groaning as it slowly walks
Nor any of the great beauty resplendent in my Lenore
Yet for years now, we've had our mystical, nightly talks!

Last night the door opened and away she magically flew
By all the dark gods, I cried for her to not fly away!
Please stay and in this dark dungeon reside, just we two,
Alas! Aghast at this penitence my ruined heart to pay;
Where once the sheer brightness of her love and name,
Would heal my wounds and thus join us in bright light of day
Raven! What hellish playing you've done in this wicked game
For now I grieve ever the more, for my Lenore to love and stay!

Robert J. Lindley, 11-27-2015


Very nice Tyr.....!

Tyr-Ziu Saxnot
11-27-2015, 08:35 PM
Very nice Tyr.....!

I HAVE NOT DECIDED WHETHER TO ENTER IT IN A POE-STYLE REQUIRED CONTEST AS OF YET, BECAUSE THIS NEW SPONSOR IS A BIT UNSTABLE IMHO.
HOWEVER, ITS HIS FIRST CONTEST SPONSORED---SO MAYBE I WILL , JUST TO SEE IF I GET ROYALLY SHAFTED
OR NOT...-Tyr