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Nov 12
poem 1 comment challenge: Past-General2
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Raven's Wings


Raven’s Wings
By: Lillian Sorrell

The wings of the raven shine in the sun
I see trees all around
I see a little babbling brook sparkling in the sun’s rays
I see a patch of flowers, dainty as a fairy

The wings of  the raven shine in the sun
I hear them defying gravity with every gust of air
I hear all of her feathers dusting the colors in the sky
I hear the spray of a waterfall close by, the noise calming

The raven streaks up, painting sky’s canvas
I smell the distinctly wet dirt
I smell the wind carrying a faint fragrance of wildflowers
I smell the air, so fresh I feel it cleansing me

The raven streaks up, painting the sky’s canvas
I touch the sky’s tears that collect in the moss on the forest floor
It feels thick with humidity surrounding everything, all creatures heavily breathing
It feels empowering running through meadows that feel like cushions
It feels oddly comforting, like home
The wings of the raven shine on the sky’s canvas
 
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  1. William
    Nov 13, 2018

    Please pass along to Lillian my appreciation of this poem. It is thoughtfully crafted and has a genuine sense of beauty about it.

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