Monday 17 April 2023

Day 17 - Feather

 Raven, perched above a door. Raven, 
watching out the window as moon waxes 
behind a willow's skirts. Raven, laughing 
at a bust of Pallas and all her wasted 
wisdom. Raven, with night in it's wings.
Raven, raving, regal sitting as a king 
in all his grandeur. Raven caw in the 
echoing halls. Raven, nevermore. Raven 
tail shimmering midnight. Raven 
across Orion's waist, aurora trailing 
from its beak. Raven, wingspan constellation 
wide. Raven, song of autumn. 
Raven perching. Watching. Waiting.
Raven roost and making home.

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