The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part Three of Three


There came hammer knocking on the back door
As Poe was acting out pitiful moans
Raven thought, could this be from Hell's dark shore
Another beast hearing anguishing groans
Then a sweet young voice, from a mortal man
Asking entry from his friend Master Poe
Raven mused, more fish for frying pan
Tonight shall be a most delightful show!

Poe look startled but said, "enter young lord"
I was merely rehearsing for a play
Pray tell me what news for I am bored
And this has been a truly dreadful day
Young Luke crossed the room and bowed low
Rising gave Poe the dagger as a gift
Asking, Master Poe why this strange request
And your odd message, bring it and be swift.

Poe took the weapon with a sad, sad look
In a wailing voice said- "this is my Fate"
As he did so his entire body shook
He in soft voice moaned, you are not too late
Young Luke was startled and a bit confused
Have you such sorrows as to death invite
Asking, for this you would not have used
A dear friend, to bring this sharp blade tonight!

No sooner said, than Raven cried, "no not yet"
Poe you must not, I need far more than this
Too soon, dark master and I have a bet
And next blood moon is to be your death kiss
Poe and Luke pretended to not such hear
As Luke moved and blocked Raven's view
Raven almost exploded from the fear
When Luke that loud cry gave, Raven then knew!

Alas! Raven thought such must never be
This calamity that has foiled my plan
Was never what Fate and I did agree
Not for this hideous and loathsome man
Fate, have you our agreement now went back on
Did not our sworn oath -we in hot-blood swear
And both splash our venom on the bloodstone
This, after my accursed soul I bare!

As Luke stepped back, there Poe in blood lay
That dagger to the hilt stick in his chest
Luke fell to his knees, God forgive I pray
May our brother Poe now have peaceful rest
Raven beside itself, at thus being cheated
Cursed sky, cursed even louder Fate
As Luke into far corner retreated
Raven came forward to eat from that plate.

As Raven neared, his invisible cloak fell
Approaching were Master Poe had died
And from distant hill the midnight church bell
Rang in tune with those tears Raven cried
Leaning closer to whisper in Poe's ear
Raven over dead master hovered
Saying, this fresh blood my soul now so cheers
I shall taste it and my face now smother!

With its ghastly black tongue it licked
As it got that first bloody red-ink taste
Would know it had been cleverly tricked
Poe acted swiftly, with no time to waste
The dagger plunged into Raven's chest
Raven felt its razor sharp silver blade
Poe said, I send thee to your hellish nest
And to the death that your evil hath made!

Then Raven vanished into thin air
Room suddenly lit up with golden light
A glowing angel then appeared there
Allowing Poe and Luke to see its sight
With a joyful shout it sang right on out
You shall both be truly, deeply blessed
And with deep pride walk this world all about
Raven now this failure has confessed.

Luke spoke first, saying but Raven is dead
How can it, such confession ever speak
Poe, did you hear what this angel has said
Raven can again into our world sneak
Poe addressed the angel, is this true
That foul beast can innocent souls aggrieve
Did it not receive the death it was due
Or has Fate- Luke and I now so deceived?

Angel replied, that was Raven's first death
Evil beast has six more deaths to endure
Before that savage thing takes its last breath
Earth not see it's like, of that I assure
Poe said, of this night I shall set in verse
We must ever be on guard and alert
And remember this beast is a dark curse
That lives to get revenge and mankind hurt!

Robert J. Lindley, 7-12-2021
The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe
Part Three of Three

Note:
Presented as composed- unedited

Note_
Total of three parts, composed in a total of 200
rhyming verses....This is part three- the conclusion.
A dark tale, in rhyme and with the epic struggle
between Raven and Master Poe.
Raven with yet more six more lives to infest earth
and thus plague Poe and whomever it chooses.
I myself have heard the late night knocking but
but laughed it off and set mousetraps -knowing
that disbelief is a stout shield…. Admitting that
such is a reality may bring in an unwanted guest….


Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2021