The Raven
The Raven
Walking slowly on my way back home,
I passed beneath dense trees and then though,
The setting sun was at the deepest chrome,
A dark silhouette came through with me too,
A Raven's swooped striking with its beak,
And left me wondering as to why ?
Its harsh croaks came from above the trees,
And then I heard the baby bird's cry,
That dark plumage and mysterious eyes,
Intruded into Raven's nest, crushing eggs,
Lacking vision of the higher skies,
Will the villain pay on piercing pegs ?
No compassion, ready to play foul,
Raven's wraith is as bad as the owls !
Written Oct 3rd, 2014
For contest 'The Raven' by Kelly Deschler
Inspired by poem'The Raven' by EA Poe
Now entered into Kelly's "My last contest"
Awarded 4th place
Now Entered for "100 in a row contest-17" poetry contest by PD A
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014
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