Nevermore
the raven
knows.
ravens always
know
when to
roost at
dusk;
why they
fly at
dawn;
how to
cast a rictus
mocking face
in the
storm.
Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker
Photo from Google Images shared by Tess Kincaid
23 hours ago
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Ravens have a lot going for them. I like the way you made the raven the main character in your poem! They are 'knowing' birds, a bit eerie to me, in fact.
ReplyDeleteYes, ravens know...
ReplyDeleteThey do seem like dark little jokers sometimes, don't they?
ReplyDeleterick - the raven stands out for me in this image also and i really like your take on his place. steven
ReplyDeleteYep, ravens are in charge ... great response to the prompt
ReplyDeleteoh I loved this one....mocking face
ReplyDeleteNice Magpie, Rick!
ReplyDeletei think this is a stunning work of art -
ReplyDeletehow to
cast a rictus
mocking face
in the
storm.
the ending superb
The raven's beautiful secrets... fab ending!
ReplyDeleteAmazing how you take a macabre
ReplyDeleteimage, stirring and sexy, and extract
the black heart of it, turning the dark
into light, finding the magpie mocking
in the steamy darkness. A fine piece.
Do they? Good to know- esp. about the casting...
ReplyDeletebeautiful
I like how the raven is the center of your poem. nice piece
ReplyDeleteSuperb write.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]