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"One to be born from a dragon,
hoisting the light and the dark,
arises high in the sky
to the still land.
Veiling the moon
with the light of eternity,
it brings
another promise
to mother earth,
with a bounty and mercy."
Ode to the spellchecker
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
Here is not a famous one, but it was not sent in to me either. It was posted on Bolt.com, and no, I do not go to that okace anymore, so don't ask me for my Bolt-name. Please tell me if this is yours, to prove it, you must tell me what the sentence before the poem said. This is dedicated to E. G. Poe.
A weaver of nightmares
A man distraught
Dreaming of lares
And bodies not rot
Taunted by demons
He writes his fear
And wonders what death
Is quite near
From the morgue
To the Mask
The Cat
To the Cask
To God
make amends
For this is where terror begins
And sanity ends.