O black birds,
Flying high
Across the sky
Come not nigh
You bring ill-luck
With all that you pick up
On your daily jaunts
To your favourite haunts.
I am a 'huge' Edgar Allan Poe fan. When I saw your 'Ravens' I 'had' to read it. I agree with Fiona's comments. You've captured one's imagination with very few words expressed. That's the mark of 'talent'. Nice.
Nice short read Sandra...but so full of images...thank you...10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very charming work, Sandra! Anachronistic (but then, many of my works are also) , but very charming! :)