The Raven’s Song

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For National Poetry Month (Are you sick of them yet? lol) …

 

The Raven’s Song

4-19-03

 

Stomach down in the bed

Nestling

Naked

Partially shielded by warm cotton sheets in the cool April night

Whispering against her lotion-softened skin

Dawning and baring

Her heart wonders

Wandering beats

What it is about the raven’s mystique that clutches at her weary soul

Clawing

Wounding

Tearing

Its talons hurt

Sometimes she forgets to hole herself up where the pain cannot enter

Fragile

She sees him through uncomprehending eyes that don’t quite conceal her perplexion

Quaking — this vulnerability

She is his slave to love

Not he, hers

And he, he lives freely

Taking flight at a whim

She stays grounded

Yearning

Longing to curl up on the tips of his fluttering wings

Merging with the dark night wind like the joining of man and woman

Shadowing her haunted eyes

Soaring

She plummets

She has not yet learned to live

Berates herself for her imprisoning cowardice

Burning one moment

Freezing another

The raven devours the world with its eagle eyes

Passionate

Her soul is hungry to flap its wings alongside

No intended destination

No worries

Nothing

The raven smiles sadly

Tucking its own hurts underneath its satiny feathers

Cloaking

Inspirational flapping

She pours herself into her writing

And he, his love songs

Harsh rasping

This bittersweet mating within

Bored and restless

Gentle and soothing

She shuts her eyes

Envisioning the outline of his lips

Twitching upward

Sadly

She drifts off

Unknowingly clutching the raven’s outstretched wing

Fusing

Her soul and his.

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I was born in California, but grew up in Alabama. I was raised an Alabama fan (ROLL TIDE!!!). I have been pulling for the New York Giants since Phil Simms was drafted out of Morehead State University in 1979 and I love the Atlanta Braves. I also root for the Boston Red Sox because my husband is a diehard fan and what better way to say I love you than to support your spouse's team?! In turn, I converted him into a Crimson Tide fan because any other team simply would not do. But as a fan of the Green Bay Packers, he hates my Giants. And he doesn't like the Braves because of a heckling incident involving Chipper Jones years back. Oh well, who said love was perfect? I was a sports writer for 11 years in Indiana, Kentucky and Alabama before moving to Canada in 2004 and getting married the following year. And while I don't miss deadlines, I do miss walking the sidelines and writing. So I started a blog to feed the need to write again and share what's on my mind. I'm very much unfiltered, and I like to have some fun with fictional entries from time to time. But most of my entries deal with everyday things or issues that just warrant writing about.

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