Victoria Anderson-Throop Poet Blank verse

The Raven's Occupation

THE RAVEN'S OCCUPATION

       You, Raven-- perch with cocky snap upon my window ledge--
       Who has called you hence and bid you whisper out my name?
       Is there a reason your wings swept my open glass?
       Or, is it merely quirky Chance that tossed you in my life?
       -- A wayward bit of sun ignites your glossy head--
       You ignore the spotlight as you glance my way again
       Are you wary watching as I waste away the day
       Or are you counting errors as they tumble from my pen?

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Terry O'Leary January 30, 2013 at 5:43 PM Perhaps Ravens eat errors, and your Raven is waiting, vainly, for an occasional crumb... Terry (good poem)

Seth Shirey January 27, 2013 at 8:03 PM I really like the flow!

Ilene Bauer January 27, 2013 at 1:44 PM love it, especially the ending!