A poem I wrote as a tribute to Herbert West, based on the story Herbert West - Reanimator by H.P. Lovecraft rather than the film. I write poetry a lot, but this was my first tribute. Hope you like it!
DISCLAIMER: Characters/Miskatonic University belong to H.P. Lovecraft. Everything else is mine.
Herbert West - Reanimator
Shadows stalk the pallid streets,
Graves are filled and boarding suites
Reside in Miskatonic folds -
Ambitions new and questions old.
Legions of the night pass quiet,
Crypts the homes of timeless riot:
Halsey fights but soon decays -
Light soon flees; and horror stays.
I thought him calm, but now he panics,
Every gesticulation manic:
Does he hear those steps and chimes -
Or do they simply haunt his mind?
Never (prior!) have I felt
That in his head hath always dwelt
A creeping evil: morbid things,
Like monstrous fiends with pungent wings.
But now, alas, I kneel to pray,
And quietly in this room I say
That I certainly know of no fear greater
Than Herbert West - Reanimator.