Edmund V. Strolis
Angeline-A Tribute To Edgar Allan Poe - Poem by Edmund V. Strolis
I stand all but alone in winter midnight.
Alone but for the wind and frozen lake.
The wind how she howls unceasing.
The lake's shores forever unrealized.
Should this be a dream don't wake me.
I surrender to nature's indifference.
My thoughts of hope freely unburdened.
Icy suffering is my loyal companion.
What nightmare came of paradise lost.
While frozen I still call that hell.
Where all of heavens best laid plans.
Were a rehearsal set to amplify pain.
For what is not known grieves us little.
Yes oh how I knew my sweet Angeline!
How her eyes told her story in silence.
In words never meant to be spoken.
This storm will bury me by nights end.
Encased in crystal armor dreaming.
A single tear frozen for what was.
Oh night, awake or sleeping, take me.
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