Ravens and Crows

Graves crumble in the night

The moon opaque behind the clouds

Weeds sway in the breeze



Ravens and Crows

Shining eyes

Shimering wings



The sky calls me

The ground claims me

My life nowhere



The faded writing

Stares into my eyes and soul

My black dress tearing



I bare all as my love claims me

On the cold hard ground

Nothing is the same



My life slowly ebbs away

As the Ravens fly away

but all remains the same



As the Crows stay

Reviews

[Legacy]

Forever Mine Poetry,

A little taste of Poe here, in this wonderfully rhythmic poem... deep dreary yet potent to the senses.

I relive college days of meaningful literature as I strum through the words you place carefully on page.

It is the classical feeling in which I burn for on occasions such as this, igniting a passion for writing - timeless.

Appreciative of the words you just captivated me with, thank you, and my next writing project shall go on without a hitch now.

Have a great day, oh, just a thought - place this in Poetic Infusion Society's contest Dark Secrets.

Thank you for inspiring,

Legacy

[李[A]]

You seem to like to use the ideas of black and white to express your ideas! I found this poem quite interesting in dealing with the contrast between the two birds: so similar, yet so different :P.