In the great darkness
The raven calls my name
He knows me
Knows what fears hide deep in my soul
As I run through the forest
Thrashing through the low lying limbs
He follows me
Whispering my name
Knowing my fears
Will make me run aimlessly
Until I can’t breathe
Until I am on the brink of giving up
Then he will pull back
And wait for me to catch my breath
So he can terrify me again
no worries my friends, I am just playing in the dark again lol.
Jun 29, 2012 8:44:27 pmby PREECHER Homepage »
excellent...such dark emotion is rare and a gift when it is shared and you share it very well...is a raven and a crow the same? i just looked up pictures of ravens in london and they look like what i've always known to be a crow...anyway there are 6 of these things hangin around my place. this lady that moved recently that lived here for over 30 years was feeding them and they are very confused. i have a mulberry tree and they are eating those...anyway...hope you have a great friday evening and that is just an awesome poem in my opinion...
...chills and thrills...
Jun 30, 2012 12:18:58 amby Isabelle711 Homepage »
My friend I am wishing for all of the darkness to rise from you. I am wishing the sweetness of sunlite to briten your days. :))))) I am wishing you many happier days my friend. :)))) Take care of yourself, and know your in your heart your friends are here for you. I pray for the darkness to leave. :))))) Most wonderful poem. :))) Thank you for sharing how you feel deep within. :))) Passing a smile onto you to carry in your heart :))))