Poems About: RAVEN

In this page, poems on / about “raven” are listed.

  • 229.
    Vessel

    Crazy child with ebony eyes
    Soul filled with laughter and butterflies
    Hair as raven as night itself
    Body of purity and inner wealth read more »

    Harlan Lovestone
  • 230.
    An Owl In Darkness

    an owl in darkness hidden
    somewhere in the trees,
    began to chant - unbidden
    her soft soliloquys. read more »

    moon batchelder
  • 231.
    high and low existences

    It's what I do
    It’s what I say
    It's what I am
    I’m here to stay read more »

    Ryan Thompson
  • 232.
    Dreamland

    There is a place

    I go, I sometimes read more »

    Samael Wolf
  • 233.
    the ravens call

    i hear the ravens call
    i see the dead mans fall
    for once more i hear the ravens crow
    of the words nevermore read more »

    Oi Boi Alec Wade
  • 234.
    STILL WOOD

    A raven nearby
    Non breezed
    In the morning light. read more »

    Liam ó Comáin
  • 235.
    return

    I cannot wait for him to return,
    With raven hair, and skin of gold

    I cannot wait for his love tonoght, read more »

    christina henry
  • 236.
    The Beach at Acheron

    The ship lay a hundred yards offshore
    gently rocking to starboard
    in rolling swells read more »

    Michael Pruchnicki
  • 237.
    The Raven

    With black wings I fly,
    With red eyes I see,
    With the darkness flowing high above,
    Death shall speak to me. read more »

    Troy Clark And Neal Simons
  • 238.
    In Love With The Drink

    I remember her clear blue eyes;
    Her hair sleek, raven black.
    I remember her laugh, a tinkle of bells,
    As we danced the night away. read more »

    Paul Brookes
  • 239.
    The Pebble (Boink) -new-

    For ten thousand years, on a lofty mountain ledge, the shiny pebble sat,
    until this afternoon when a brazen raven.....dropped it squarely on my hat.
    I guess I had it coming, as I planned to steal chicks from her nest.
    Soooo...I guess I'll now give up my quest, ... and hike back home to rest. read more »

    Bri Edwards
  • 240.
    A Raven’s song

    Towards the end of my last breath
    I do confess

    Were my lies not good enough for you read more »

    Federico del Corazón
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