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Tue 19 Apr, 2005 02:59 pm
"The Wrath", thought Raven
"it ever wings,
it ever sings in cacophony."
All epitaphs are blasphemy
for the Words will never die.
The Wind requires echoes.
Resurrected,
they inevitably rise
as all Changeling Angels Fall
with a twilight cry.
Buffeted by couplets
and upspirals of ire
the Raven tumbles
across an Autumnal sky.
For the Muse always mumbles
from on High.
Thoughts flock
in an ebon aerie.
Moonlit and luciferous
Wings take Wind
in a ferrous reverie.
A feather trails
a gentle brindled kiss
as the faintest taste of irony
falls across chastened lips.
Avid in agitation
Impatiently fulminating,
Boreas waits upon creation,
knowing all verse is infuriating.
"The Wrath", thought Raven
"it ever seethes beneath my wings."
All Shrikes are unquiet spirits
as the syrinx shrilly sings.
No quill is tranquil
all feathers fly
and all Muses cry
tears of ink.
Sleeping eyes shine
with the Light of the Blind.
Only a Dreamer
can scream a sigh.
While awake
he keeps in mind
that words may merely walk
yet wyrded verse can fly.
"No regret for metaphors forsaken
nor for Paths Not Taken,
save those that lead
between the lines".
"The Wrath", thought Raven
a fevered Reason needs
an icing Rime,
as the Starling darkness
bleeds in diamond signs.
Caged in a pining white.
the stark parchment languishes
unrequited, chaste
stainless in ivoried silence.
Black and blithe
the Raven writes
a versing violence
as pensive pinions scythe
their plaintive plight
beyond the paling page.
The Paraph is loftily engraving
the azure lacquered sky
"The Wrath", thought Raven.
Raging, I bring
my raucous darkness
to white.
Hovering,
on black-lustered wings...
I warble a warcry
as I write.
Rampant, flying
amid amber and cyan,
Huginn courts Muninn,
twin dimnesses limned
against an inscribed sky.
Amidst silhouettes of metaphors
a raptor haphazardly soars
as the dwindling wind sighs,
"Evermore".
Copyright Luke Michael Owens
- May 26, 2004
Note:
a paraph is a flourish added after or under your signature (originally to protect against forgery).
Huginn and Muninn are the Ravens of Odin. Their names mean Thought, and Memory.
The forum is honored to have your talent dilvish.
Grand indeed!
re: Wrath
Hi Theollady,
Thank you for both the kindness of your words and the great warmth of your welcome!