Posted by: tsopr | November 20, 2008


I wanted so much to meet
this Annabelle Lee
My heart proposed
that I talk to Edgar
Poe who knew her
I found a penchant for
writing, whence most if not all
word travelers sought
comfort and selfgratification
Yea, I loved to write
but got lost
being Alone
that I bartered this passion
for glasses full of painkiller
When the heart felt
that my thoughts became heavy
like a rock in its pocket
in deep silence
it uttered this: Oh, Edgar
Poe must have carried
the rock of sorrow
Copyright © 2008 Ernesto Pangilinan Santiago

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