Wings heavy with the shadows of night,
a whisper rising like smoke from it’s breath.
Words lost to the wind in the leaves.
Has the raven called for me?
Author’s Note:
A short inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s ‘The Raven.’
Just like many other spooky kids there is a special peice of my heart reserved for dear old Poe. I’ve always loved and admired the way he writes. His poetry, his fiction, the general mystery that is Poe.
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