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Raven Blue twilight,

Existence epitomized,

Formless shadows lurk.


8~June~2017

black feathers take wing
to a white moon on the rise ...
there you are again




3/16/2022

(used howmanysyllables.com)

still life
in the graveyard
ebon raven caws


09/19/20

raven-smudged sky
a lone cricket chirp in
overgrown garden

The devil trembles
Feeling the autumn wind's rage
Children eat candy


Red mask covers eyes
Blind to first fall carnival
Her pockets picked clean


Nevermore  lovers
Halloween murders-blood found
Quote the black raven

silken black raven 

gazes upon whimsical

waxing moon’s shadows

 7/13/2015

semi-auto gun
second nature second hand
born in fire to fire

A
raven,
mystical;
not a bad bird;
good.

The corn stalks are bare
Scarecrow in tatters
'Quoth the raven'   "Nevermore"

Pitter-patter of
feet: raven teeters
on ledge examining me!

Lover One

Raven feathers fall
Darkness gleams in thick forest
Silent is the squall

Lover Two

May the stare stay locked
Tearing fingers ache in skin
Legs could not hold fear
Why was the past so full then
Now how can I fill this heart

Ravens bring 
darkness to the sky
shadows cross into the unknown.

A lazy raven,
Walks across a fast paced road,
Why does he not fly?

beware enchantment
the gaze of those raven eyes
stare into your soul

broken currency,
the feather a bloodied raven.
here,take it.

ON THE LOOKOUT

native to the scene –
the yellowstone grand canyon -
this fat black raven

The Raven
By: Aidan Gilbert

Look at the raven
So haunting, so beautiful
It stares. Unflinching

She has raven-black 
hair, pearly-white teeth, and eyes
like Cleopatra.

pine coffin’s lowered
into the freshly dug grave
raven caws in tree

in memory of our treasured  friend Don whose funeral we attended yesterday

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04/17/21

raven falcon dove
                      inks on the wing plumed unplucked
                                   alight on the page








18.01.11


Composed for James Edward Lee Sr's
Haiku, I Love U

 
It`s been more than
eight summers ago or so 
that I last saw you.

But dear, not a day 
has passed that I forgot you
or our memories.

Your dark raven eyes,
and silky ebony fur,
how I miss them so!

I love you, Misha,
Your presence I still long for,
every single day. 

The raven who croaked
Exclusively "Nevermore"
Was one astute bird.

beneath her green leaves
secret life abounds and thrives
call of the raven
 

a howling dawn wind
an owl screeched from the tree top ~
raptor rhapsody

rough river water
rapids tempt hungry eagles ~
dangerous prey dive

grey falcon feathers
hidden amongst forest pines ~
raven nesting raid

4/2/23

Twilight bows to her.
As light descends, night arrives.
Raven haired goddess.

busy street
          raven spinning overhead

                audience of one




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raven of the eve
saturate indigo skies
with winged silhouettes

Copyright © 2010  By Caryl S. Muzzey

Haiku-like poem 

Only the raven 
Sits on the branches 
Of a dead tree

Bark falls off 
Porous and rotten
Exposing dry wood

Skeletal branches
Seeking succour 
Forsaken by god

Thunderstorm
Lightning strikes    
Pyre and ashes

Dogs Included Push
Raven Vegetable Fear
Pleading Gum Arrest

can her colors speak?
iridescent feathers preen,
magpie and raven.

ebony winged
aerobatic Ravens dance
                                ……..a feathered ballet

John G. Lawless
©1/12/2022

                            11/25/2023      

                  

                     ebony feathers 
                     in black night,he sees the stars
                     dreaming of sunrise 


 

Hang hopes on the moon

Swing high with earthly pleasure

Raven waits for me.

 

(January 13, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,

a soft fog lingers
amid memory’s gray stones
                                       …a raven poses

©3/14/2022

The lone reed bows low
Under insuffrable weight
the raven springs forth