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Position:Home>Poetry> I wrote this poem, not Edgar Allan Poe. Did I confuse you?Question:once upon this earth so clearly while i lived my life so dearly over many a faint and furious moment (old forgotten bore!) suddenly there came a flapping as if on my tombstone capping thunder in the distance clapping i thought life ended – there was more imagine finding there was more in the silence voices lilted time stood still, the earth was tilted i clutched my bedding spun and quilted (courage now) i asked for more only this: a little more i dreamed i’d grown old through the ages time unceasing moved in stages they buried me and closed the pages quoth the craven: grant me more eagerly they sought to mend me eulogized and prayed Lord send me to my everlasting rest: please end me yet I rallied: give me more doctors priests old friends and I tried to play the part – they cried my hands were folded where I died in dreams I echoed: just once more frantically awake from dreams things they put to rest it seems reached out now to thwart their schemes his life was full: make exit more seems that I cooperated not with death – emancipated where all are just once procreated all is written: I’m not sure now with cedar pressed around me gauze and linen to confound me buried deep within the ground he murmurs: I could try once more Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: once upon this earth so clearly while i lived my life so dearly over many a faint and furious moment (old forgotten bore!) suddenly there came a flapping as if on my tombstone capping thunder in the distance clapping i thought life ended – there was more imagine finding there was more in the silence voices lilted time stood still, the earth was tilted i clutched my bedding spun and quilted (courage now) i asked for more only this: a little more i dreamed i’d grown old through the ages time unceasing moved in stages they buried me and closed the pages quoth the craven: grant me more eagerly they sought to mend me eulogized and prayed Lord send me to my everlasting rest: please end me yet I rallied: give me more doctors priests old friends and I tried to play the part – they cried my hands were folded where I died in dreams I echoed: just once more frantically awake from dreams things they put to rest it seems reached out now to thwart their schemes his life was full: make exit more seems that I cooperated not with death – emancipated where all are just once procreated all is written: I’m not sure now with cedar pressed around me gauze and linen to confound me buried deep within the ground he murmurs: I could try once more I am sure he rolled over twice in his grave for that one.The inspiration is great though i know.That is how I first started out and 13 years later. I have won trophies and medals.within the poetry industry!!keep going and expand your horizons.think from your heart it will take you places ! It's a little Confusing, but it's pretty good =D keep on working on it but it seems pretty good Nice! But could you have written a poem without ripping off the Master? Clearly you are confused once more Your medication is at the store BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Be original! try coming up with your own way of rhyming it. Edgar Allan Poe would've been pissed at you. But not bad, it was ok. The rhythm of it is very much like "The Raven" but it's not bad otherwise. That's fantastic. I love it. You're talented. I love the structure. magnificient |