Raven Revisited Poem by Jon M. Nelson

I sit and read those words so eerie, to help create a new theory,
As the dark verses help to get my creative juices to flow.
These thoughts begin inciting my imagination to start writing,
Inner thoughts no longer fighting, concepts are now free to grow.
Ideas freely come to me and then I just let them go.
A tribute to the great Poe.

Even though the words seem so solemn, they help inspire a new column,
My own ideas are soon created, there are many I know.
The darkness lights the station to my own imagination,
To develop a new creation, in my mind ready to go.
When I am back on track from a slump, all of the credit should go,
The Raven written by Poe.

Now 'distinctly I remember' like a hot and glowing ember.
There I spotted the 'stately Raven' as I noticed him before.
As he speaks about this bird, I shall listen to every word.
No thoughts will go unheard, as there is a craving for evermore.
Deeper into the somber thoughts, this mystery I'll explore,
Out beyond the chamber door.


'Tis the words within that are so dark, that bring a brightness from a spark,
The shadows give a deep comfort that provide a safe haven.
Sitting behind the 'chamber door' is where I find my so much more.
To speak of the 'forgotten lore' surely, he is not craven.
Standing through the test of time, the dark image has become graven,
'Nevermore.' Quotes the Raven.