My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

5 Woe•be•gone

on uneasy feet he stands.
hollow eyes accentuate
his drawn face
as his world crumbles
he longs to lay down beside her

(his love
 his sweet
 his own
 Annabel Lee)

okay so I'm not really sure how I got from the Three Word Wednesday prompt [3WW=>crumble(s), drawn, uneasy] to this.  By the time I got to the end (before the parentheses), I was  thinking about Edgar Allen Poe's poem Annabel Lee.  I'm not sure what it is about this poem, but I've always been kind of partial to it.  Than again, I just generally enjoy Poe's twisted works.  

Truth is I'm not sure I should add the part in parentheses, thus the ( ).  I don't know....


  1. I pictured him losing his love to death's call and like Orpheus wanted to follow her...I loved it.

  2. This is wonderful!! I am too enjoy some Poe now and then and especially Annabel Lee--we named our lab after that poem. One of the greats and this was really enjoyable. Thank you for visiting me at Cracker Jack Poet too. :-)

  3. I also pictured him losing his love to death...and the parenthetical stanza works for me. Parentheses included.

    Thanks for your visit! :)

  4. You've packed a lot of pain and sorrow in these few lines--I enjoyed it very much!

  5. You could feel the pain wreching in each line.
    Thank you for stopping by.