Hadleigh Spicer Poet I do not know?

Black Raven

Among the Dead

By Hadleigh Spicer


Black Raven

Black is her soul if she gives into the darkness
Black is her mind throughout all this madness
Black is her life written in life’s dark pen
Black is the death that causes the sadness

Black as the creatures that circle above 
Black is Raven as she stands far below
Black is the gun that she holds in her hand
Black is the choice of whether she falls or she stands

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Kash Poet February 8, 2011 at 5:25 AM Nice description of Black Raven--kashinath

Anthony Lyrics February 7, 2011 at 6:06 PM nicely written. each definition of black creates a new and vivid mental picture of the woman.

Dr.Ram Mehta February 7, 2011 at 9:42 AM Nice interpretation of the picture nicely worded, Hadleigh