Raven and I

Teddy.15

 

In the black of night
there was no moon 
nor were their stars 
just the dead of night
staring back at me 
I blinked once 
I blink twice and on three 
nothing had changed 
Just the howling wind and me 

and just like that he appeared
my Raven perched upon my windowsill
like someone had been keeping it warm for him all this time? 

gasping for air 
I just couldn't breathe
I couldn't feel my heart beat 
all I could see was two round soul catchers
they were his eyes 
staring at me 
in this, the pit of darkness 
and as he spoke 
I knew what was coming
after all, by now I was used to these moments 

he told me…
grief will come in many forms 
but the form in which you choose to see it 
will be the one that stays forever 
and with that, he flew away…
into what I could only describe
were, the devil’s curtains. 

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2024 15:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: He's back.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 35
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, aDarkerMind.
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Comments6

  • Thomas W Case

    A tremendous sense of the macabre. Excellent work.

    • Teddy.15

      Thank you so much dear Thomas. 🌹

    • Accidental Poet

      Teddy you are wise beyond your words. Keep your quill wet. ✒️

      • Teddy.15

        Thank you so much dear A.P I hope so dear friend. 🌹

      • Doggerel Dave

        You are certainly giving Edgar a run for his money Teddy.

        "but the form in which you choose to see it " - a line which has so much truth in it, and not only with respect to grief.

        • Teddy.15

          Wow, dear Dave humbled as can be. Thank you so much. 🌹

        • Meera Mere

          Amazing poem Teddy.15.
          "grief will come in many forms
          but the form in which you choose to see it
          will be the one that stays forever "

          • Teddy.15

            Thank you so much, it's my personal favourite line, I guess when we have had our fare share, our muse does the talking. So very grateful you have come by to say. Thank you. 🌹

          • Goldfinch60

            Wonderful emotive words Teddy.

            Andy

            • Teddy.15

              Thank you dear Andy. 🌹

            • aDarkerMind

              dark with a delicate touch of fear Teddy;

              am more than impressed with this one.

              • Teddy.15

                Thank you so much dear Melvin, I have to love this Raven. 🌹



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