Raven’s Curse

Jim SponsellerSeptember 3, 2020Challenges & Fun, Daily Prompts, Nature, Poetry & Prose#wotdc, Birds, poem, Poetry, raven

Black as night from beak to toe,

Saddled with unholy glow…

Viewed in fear by those around,

Reasons near cannot be found…

Where death lies, I am drawn near,

My solemn sound, it brings no cheer…

Yet fear me not, I want to say,

Is not my fault, I’m made this way.

The poor raven, saddled with a spooky persona. Likened to heralds of doom, they just want to be loved like everyone else!

Prompted by the Word of the Day Challenge: Raven

Raven image by Alexas_Fotos @ pixabay.com

Jim Sponseller – mindescapes.net – 2020

Published by Jim Sponseller

Family man, father, programmer, and artist. I work with digital art, photographs, author poems and fiction, and also work in artistic metal smithing. You can find poems, photos, and digital art samplings at https://mindescapes.net. Thank you for your support! If you like my offerings and would like to donate, please buy me a coffee:https://buymeacoffee.com/jimsponseller View more posts

2 thoughts on “Raven’s Curse”

So beautiful; thanks for sharing.

“Wear death lies, I am drawn near” – do you mean “where”?

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I do, thanks for pointing that out!..going to correct it.

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