Poe! Master Poet

I sit and ponder the path I chose

Will they call me reprobate?

Right or wrong who really knows?

But yet I've sealed my fate

Will they burn the things I chose to write?

Then dance around the flame?

Will I be tried by the fire at night,

With the mocking of my name?

Behind my back they're quick to speak

But never to my face

They fear a man who's brittle and weak

A cowardly disgrace

I couldn't care less about what they think

Or if they like my verse

My nerves are calmed by the spirits I drink

Though some call it a curse

Will I be known as a master poet?

These things I do not know

For only time itself will show it

When death has come for Poe

Reviews

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POE! FOREVERMORE! :3 OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM! His writings are my azucar! (sugar)

[PaleWriter]

I think you did a good job on this and I like the fact that you opened with "I sit and ponder." If you are speaking in the person of Poe himself though, I don't think he would ever, ever, use the line:" I couldn't care less about what they think."

I'm also iffy about 'show it' but poet is better than bard I suppose.

I am a fan of Poe and I commend you for taking on a great poet for your poem.

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

When death has come for Poe? .. I would delete the "IT" after show .. kinda flows better .. Not sure if your name is POE .. or if you are referring to the Poet .. You had me till the last few lines .. But I now kinda do understand the body of the poem .. I think you are writing AS E.A.Poe .. .. ..

Cool .. Jazz

[Daniel]

:) I'm guessing for a Poe fanatic as well. Me too. Excellent Poem!