Freedom Raven Poems

Into Deep Raging Darkness A Poor Soul Was Once Cast , Dedicated To Master Poe

As deep darkness surges into these old decaying veins
This wounded heart...

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Vacation On Titan

options are always present and never employed
This poems too long though I hope you enjoy
See you on Saturn in 2 million years
 
Gentle...

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Halloween Tale, Poetic Dream Of Raven, Poe And I
(Not a contest entry)

When into an unearthed slumber I fell
An accursed storm came with its black tail
Within...

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In this forest of majestic beauty
immersed in idyllic serenity,
one can find that total freedom
away from noisy crowds 
and rumbling streets.

In this forest of majestic beauty
when...

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Do not judge bird with black coloured wing,
“ugly looking thief that cannot sing!” 
“snatches from others so it can feed!”
A bird linked to death, darkness...

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7 Ravens

In a terrible time of famine, war, pest and inquisition,
a master Wicca giving homeless boys a apprentice permission.
They had to maintain a household in...

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Darkness Where Now Poe And Raven Reside,
(Part Six) - Of Six Total

Raven summoned up beasts from far below
Sent them into all the now empty cells
This...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeCT69YlTvk







"Immaculate Lost"




Closed door.
A cell shared
in constant 
heartache
counting days
on a cold wall
words counted
tears fill a well
there is the ocean
where sharks dwell
sharp teeth
and vicious minds
unforgiving 
that do...

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Always together; Eternally Apart
Raven and the Wolf

A raven beauty lurks in an endless banquet 
of shifting, ashen foggy moonlit night.
Burst of stimulating woven blanket;
lovers sail...

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Part 1 - A raven alone, ravaging around in the darkness..... 

i.

Ultimately aware, suspense is such, though truly I am sensing,

something dark diverting mind withdrawn,...

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Fearless Raven, soaring in
the rich, dark chasm—
that world of shadows, echoes,
cliffs and crags chaotic,
the void of subtle stirrings in
a quintessential midnight—
Make some room for me
on...

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I dance upwards;
below me,
the waves slap the cliffs
and beat the rhythm.

Wind whipped clouds gallop
with flying manes
across the blue plain of the sky.

The wild geese resent
our...

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The night it was, when I heard,
a tap, tap, tapping on my hovel's door
open to find a raven, eyes filled with darkness and spite,
when I...

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I hear the wind carry the message you send

Through the bars in the wall and the crashing of waves.

I hear the raven call your name.

His...

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Near my home, small town West Virginia,
beside the roadside marked by historical sign,
is a simple nature area, Raven Park,
an Edgar Allan Poe memorial shrine.
Uphill, a...

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