Raven claw prints
Adorn the snow
Sullying the virgin hue
Crow, magpie, jackdaw
Watch the show from high perch.
A figure, black lace
Bodice of ribbon
Red bows, high breasts
Blonde wild hair
Piercing eyes, weird glare
of manic depression.
Raven like wings
Colour of night
Then flight
No glimpse, no sight
Just...
Just; raven claw prints
Sullying the virgin white and
Two maiden boot prints
A left and a right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no doubt something very interesting happened in the snow. maybe one of the crows will fill me in (on the story) . bri :)