Hark who doth call for evermore
this beating heart become
Alas poor Romeo is waiting for Elenore
For she is the east of Ushers fall
and doth call for darkness on the moor
Upon a cauldron bubble that boils
The Jackal danced the spoils
For sooth my man lend me a hand
For I have called most everyman
they buried me deep within
Cobwebs on Othellos grave
Lay beneath a deathly cave
Me seeth all before the witches brew
and faerys upon a Midsummers dream
For sooth I hear the poets scream
A contest entry
- Inspired by Shakespeare by dreamsxcalling.
700 points, ended July 9, 9 entries
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Comments
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An interesting write for sure. Thanks for your entry.
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Awesome write and what a nifty title! Great work as usual, my talented friend. Keep penning and thank you so much for sharing this one with us!
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wow
inspired by the bard....sounds like the bard...references to the bard....great stuff..what more can i say: "nothing........nothing comes from nothing" lol keep cool bro
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