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Black Raven

A black raven 
Perched on the branch 
Of a dead tree,
His dark haunted eyes 
Glaring down at me.


          W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2019.

           13/11/19

Copyright © W.A. Cholt | Year Posted 2019

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December 9, 2019 at 8:28 AM

Black, dead, dark, haunted, glaring....all together contribute to the eerie, mysterious imagery which this poem projects, WA. // Best regards // paul

November 30, 2019 at 8:22 PM

Perfectly imaged. Can just feel it! :) gw

Michelle Faulkner

November 30, 2019 at 7:36 PM

Gothic and foreboding - gave me shivers!

November 29, 2019 at 7:10 PM

Wonderful!

November 14, 2019 at 4:54 PM

Just love the perfect flow of this tanka, W.A! :) gw

November 13, 2019 at 4:17 PM

I had a brief chill when I read this, I don't know if it was the poem or the dropping temps but it made the experience.

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