Beaudelair would be envious that you, Edgar Allen Poe, is revered year after year! Ageless groups of doe- eyed enthusiasts swooning from imagined romance, being " the one" who rhymed the poem with the lyrical name! Griswald, haunting the Enquirer with greasy sleeze tales to fuel an already charmed
following.
I find any author of poetry most fascinating . Especially, dark, brooding, dipped in absinth, opening a
crack, a glimpse, of once was a purely beating heart. " I can heal you"!
Snap out of it crone!
Now where was I ?
Nod, Curtsey , clench my arm, taken away
Count it out , keep up, head held high
Hum, soft hiss, twirl , sigh
Confident glimmering eyes , my prey, your mine
Forcing my direction, willfulness, denied
This can not be I must be released
Hum, soft hiss, twirl , .......FLY!
That concludes my offering to Annie's celebration. I am off to visit you all and learn, drool and
Be immensely inspired!
Thank you all , and special hugs to Rhissanna who quietly discovered my other blog , nudged me with courage and was followed by Sharon ,Magaly , Gina and Emma!!!
Thank you Annie Walls, ( introduction made by Emma) I must confess I never read Poe, but loved
the movie " The Raven" Now I may say " I've read Edgar Allen Poe's poetry collection"
HALLOWS EVE! is my favorite night, secretly I rejoice , feathers ready!
I would love to gift this fantabulous C.S.Lewis novel to celebrate my new chapter!
Winner will be notified.
