Raven Black

Rookie (Under the sun)

*shifting Colors - Poem by Raven Black

Washed
the moon
graces dusk
screaming
birds
on the wing
gather
swiftly
descending
black
ink
against
purple sky
spilled
pink blue hues
and shadows
know thy name


Comments about *shifting Colors by Raven Black

  • Rookie Gerry Zimman (9/3/2009 7:06:00 AM)

    You are right. The shadows know. It is there that we are named. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 2, 2009



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