Jim Milks

Rookie - 0 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

A Short Ode To Edgar Allen Poe - Poem by Jim Milks

OH Edgar my friend,
my morose brother
Thine rhyme doth touch the heart like no other
with your quick and wily pen;
What hurts were you trying to mend
Loneliness was your domain
A broken hearted lover
Forever pining in vain

Isolation, lose and pain
And joys so high
With them you can reach the sky

On this one thought I shall ponder evermore
“What fate befell the lovely Lenore? ”
Edgar, Dear Edgar
A life of turmoil spilled across countless pages
Your sorrows, a gift to the ages


Comments about A Short Ode To Edgar Allen Poe by Jim Milks

  • Rookie - 22 Points Gregory Collins (9/22/2007 10:51:00 AM)

    i like your tribute to the founder of the grim and ghastly, quite amazing that his body might have ended up in a barrel of rot gut whiskey! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 7, 2011


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