Another of my wandering babbles, adrift, awisp

Endre

I try, cheers cvc ps, Edgar is one of my favorites. A bit of my dark soul captured a hundred years ago. cheers cvc

Endre

Any woman who likes POe, me too, a hidden vicous murdered.

Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing.

  Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
   Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

My continuations of the Raven

My Follow up of Poe, The Raven and and more of his darker side. To Endre

My blacken soul awakes, quivers and peeks at your door
to no avail, to never, to never more
Once more awaken to my mere being
To the henchman who stands within me
Till then, the blade glistens, sharpness unbound
in the moonlight, and the flash of a moment
Swift downward flails, mortality unfolds
Then, and only then the blood flows
Till I understand the finality of what I cause to be
Then and only then this moments settles
Fate awaits me, a mere mortal
To answer for my consequences of my choice
To succumb to the depth of their desires
Quiver, swallow, inhale, breathe once more
God please show me to the door
I want out, Away, to survive
To alight and live once again
Second chances are a-rare
but all I ask of you, once more
One more time to regale, to reach the sublime
One more happenstance to be me
That is all I ask of Thee
Please, let me understand Poe's darkness in me