Jagged overhead
Teasing me with questions
Where you goin' - where you been?
Seriously laughing
Looming uncomfortably close
Waiting for the shoe to drop
As winds maniacally blow
Gathering her minions
Crows, coyotes & snakes
Not asking for opinion
She corrals ones, others forsake
Eyes keen, beak pert
Messenger from the other side
From a place I can't yet see
Or, recognize
Raven are you callin'?
Callin' me to dream?
Callin' me to cloud filled days
To a shadow read?
Raven are you callin'?
Do I hear a dare?
Daring me to jump the fire,
To take my wings to the air?
Raven are you callin'?
Me, to the other side?
Giving me a ticket to....
Where another world resides?
Tellin' me you care.
Daring me to dare.
Let my ego die.
Callin' me to fly!
Here I am Raven,
Raven, I am here.
Susan Lowery 12/2007
2 comments:
It just ain't fair. You have too many damn talents!
Keep these poems coming.
L, Linda
Did you know the way to tell the difference between a crow and a raven?
The raven can glide without having to flap its wings. (that's what I was told anyway)
Linda
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