Raven Poems

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
...

ROSES, their sharp spines being gone,
Not royal in their smells alone,
   But in their hue;
Maiden pinks, of odour faint,
...

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
...

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
...

Especially when the October wind
With frosty fingers punishes my hair,
Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire
And cast a shadow crab upon the land,
...

She walks in beauty like the night
of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
meets in her aspect and her eyes:
...

Pity would be no more
If we did not make somebody Poor;
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
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(A great one while calling his barroness by these names...)

It was a scent...BUT not just any, ...
her scent filled the air
...

Rintrah roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
...

In the evening, the passerby while lonely passing
Heard some noises of an unseen cart on other way
Which he mistook bone breaking, tearing, chopping,
Murmuring, rumbling, trembling sounds all around,
...

Intro poem:

I'll get this showcase done before I succumb to my present domestic turmoil.
I don't want 'no-more-showcases' to (your relative comfort) this month spoil.
...

Without a doubt.
No second guesses.
The raven lashes out.
...

8th entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary: "Laughing" in the Face of Adversity

"Chinese virus..."
darkness descends on the White House
...

The intelligent bird thought at last
To forward a conversation with me
What he had heard in the deep trees
By the deepest ravine in the valleys
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Date:April 2,2019

Come Raven to my window sill
To tap a song that haunts me still
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The Raven and the Coyote

The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the sitting Coyote on the mountain ridge. The Coyote was the trickster, he should be dancing and creating havoc. He sat watching the raising moon since early dust. The piercing eyes of the Raven watched the subdued Coyote with great interest. The Raven went to the Coyote, sitting near him and she asked him. If you loved her. Why did you set her free? You restraints in the want of love when you should have been begging for her to stay. She seized your heart and you wished her well in her new journey away from you.
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A raven once told me.

A raven once told me, whispered in my ear,
Don't let the words of songbirds cradle you,
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You flap your wings
and your feathers fly
raven
don't forever be
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You said your hair was red
The ruby of the sun on lesser
Then all the stars that have shone.
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