Raven
Iridescent black feathers
On your porch steps
Reflecting the sunlight
Into your eyes
Obsidian grace
like delicate petals
Soft on my fingertips
Stubborn against the wind
And in the morning's rage
I saw a raven
Still in the screaming sky
Dark marble eyes calm
Copyright © Emily Busemeyer | Year Posted 2023
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