Poems by Beedoo!

Edit --a midnight tribute to Poe and Gorey
(with help from Ithica-twin at 1:30 in the morning)

Creative demons always lurking
While, inscribing, I keep werking.
My graphite's soaring streamer trails
To write of worlds and dragon's tales.

Slash and scribble word and phrase in;
Dash and colons burn and bite--
The pencil's lead is flowing freely...
By Gods, I'll have it done tonight!

Red correction ink runs through my veins,
The criticism thus sustains
my tortured written melody
Scrawled through symphonic breaths and tea...

A written opus on my paper
Sings through the air to scorch the eye;
Spare the pen and spoil the poem
As maxims float and mottoes fly.

Passion's poetry escaping
Near my candle's guttered gaping,
Caging words 'tween wide-ruled bars
Beneath the tarnished morning stars!

Slash and scribble word and phrase in;
Dash and colons burn and bite--
The pencil's lead is flowing freely...
By Gods, I'll have it done tonight!

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