Raven Eyes

A Poem by Jenna

Dedicated To Edgar Allan Poe

The man with Raven eyes.

A soul so fragile that longs and cries.

Put down your pen and rest your heavy head.

Let me coax away the pain and the images of loved ones dead.

Talent as such deserves to be praised day and day again.

Let me cover your ears from vicious whispering of common men.

Relinquish the tinctures and medicinal delights.

Let me open your eyes and give you a tour of the sights.

Not all is lost, no need to weep and be teary.

For the world isn't once upon a midnight dreary.

My macabre Monsieur, you are beloved and not alone.

Your words echo through time, alive and well known.

© 2013 Jenna

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Clockwork

I've always thought it was a crime that Poe only earned around $200 from his writing while he is alive. This poem is a nice tribute to his life, and the impact he has had on writers after his death.

I liked how you reference the deaths he witnessed. That really was a big part of his life, especially the death of his wife Virginia.

Poe would probably really appreciate the last stanza. He really suffered at the hands of other critics at the end of his life, and generations after continue to give him the praise he deserved during his life.

Did you see the movie The Raven?

Nice job with this one, and thank you for sharing.