Raven Eve Poem by T N McCoy

[in Cinquain format]

Raven
Eve of dreary
Augur, revealer of
Fears, producer of shades of fright…
I shall

Endure
Your darkened hours,
Reject your ebon force.
Begone O night! I shall entreat
Brilliant

Orb’s rays
To warm gilt dawn…
Yet delay day’s desert
Power to parch minds in endless
Cycle!

Beckons
My soul: day’s sweet
Dazzling promise to seek afresh
Destiny’s

Rewards.
I forge iron
Will to battle anew
Midst fields of sleep and shadowy
Dreams.