Time is no more
Apologies to the Bard and E.A. Poe and great poetry everywhere
I liken thee to a midnight dreary,
Even though lonely, forlorn evermore.
Rough winds shake till thou art weak and weary,
December raps at thy chamber door.
Sometime too cold the frost atop thy pate,
And how often now thy sad gaze graven
Awaits this as nothing more wills thy fate.
By cunning or chance enters the raven,
And eternal hope shall fade nevermore
Nor lose fair sight of Heaven above us,
Nor shall Death glibly boast "Time is no more!"
Long as thou draw breath and thine eyes seek mine
Long shalt live hope and thy life fairly shine.
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John Cox
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Comments (9)
I am just wowed by how you put this together. This is so cleverly done, John!
Oh I love this - very much a Poe-Shakespeare-Cox collab that neither agreed to! I've always felt their works could nicely interplay and this is a great example of how. Well done and you know me...take the old and bastardise the hell out of it lol! Like Ms Moore said. They all did it. All of them and Shakespeare and Poe are too of the classic "geniuses" I do actually love and admire. Funnily enough...I have something in the works...Wordsmith can rest easy...as a certain Charles John Huffam Dickens is under fire. So I approve of this - lovely fun stuff, John!
Nice mash up. The influences are distinct and your own stamp is here as well 😁
Well-constructed. And I love the photo too. Makes me wonder if there has ever been a sitcom using dead poets as the plot. (Not to be confused with the movie, Dead Poets' Society, which was awesome.) It could be called something like. Bards and Bastards, lol.
You are SO CLEVER - this is really cool! Did you draw this picture too? TALENT expressed in this poem, enter into a contest somewhere.
Fabulous! What a great read and a cleverly constructed parodying sonnet!
Oooo, I really love what you've done here! Pure brilliance!
Oh like they never bastardised others stuff a little. Nice job. Though I can't decide which side of death we actually are by the end.
There it is, Gerard. Its official. I have sinned against the Bard and the Poe.