NEVERMORE
Written by ©Diana Jillian 10/7/12
Once upon a midnight dreary
I awoke withered and weary
It was something I could feel
Something that was so surreal
I knew it was only a dream
But what on earth could it mean?
Nothing but silence and smoke
Like it's some kind of cosmic joke
Why me? Of all things to happen wish
My soul will forever be in a dappen dish
For I was punished long ago
DJ
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2 comments:
It was nice to read The Raven again. It has been years and years since college. And, I like your poem - Nevermore. Good job!
Thank you very much, Darlene. I appreciate that. It's funny but I just finished reading a Supernatural novel based on Edgar Allen Poe.
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