Nevermore
I stepped inside
a theater today,
Beckoned within
my heart to stay.
Inside the room,
Red lantern’s burned,
While Hawthorne spoke Poe’s
Poetic Verse.
Upon the floor
His stance was firm
The Gothic Romantic
Expounding his words.
First here then there
His dramatic display,
Left everyone viewing
His words for the play.
Of yesteryear …
in a world bygone,
Yet in Poe’s fine Works
His spirit survives.
Then on the stage
brought to full-life,
The trunk in the corner,
His Cloak within sight.
Lenore his love
Left him suddenly bewildered,
And he ached not knowing
Her fate delivered.
And the Raven upon
The bust of the girl…
Releasing atlas
The Raven’s Final Words … “Nevermore!”
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