Nightbirds Sing In Prophecy

Halloween Poem #11:

Tsunami Beach  - A Miurder of Ravens

Nightbirds Sing In Prophecy
by Michael Romani

Hiding in the dark of shadow
Is that thing which you must know
Hold those tears that you might cry
Never knowing the passage of goodbye

You think you know the ways
Counted in smaller demonic plays
I wrote the bloody book of sin
Claws must come out to begin

There it is as God forsakes
With all the passion that it takes
In a life lived under curse
When even a good day is another's worse

The air breathed is one of pestilence
Vanquished by the dragon's presence
The pipe smoked leads its dance
Of second sight and happenstance

Nightbirds sing in prophecy
While creatures of darkness bring legacy
The darkest days of all history
Are revealed no longer a mystery

Gather bits and bones in the quiet
Invoking protections that we'd try it
But getting nowhere all too fast
In the knowledge that our days will not last

(c) October 11, 2019  Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved

Jane Austen's English Country Side -Skye Raven

 

 

 

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