Blind Dancing Ravens That Sing
You cry a solitaire tear,
Yet, you in your silence
do not fear.
Even as forces unseen,
Come in dark of night
to ravage your tender dreams.
Your hands of hope still to escaping air cling.
Whilst shadows of days grow
And blind dancing ravens sing.
For your courage is vast,
And your heart supreme,
Our lives forged in love,
Amidst growing shadows
And blind dancing ravens that sing.
J. Allen Wilson © 2004
My Art
motif and the way you choreographed it;-)!
Reindeer
This reads as easily as the flow of that single tear. Breathtaking Allen.
Lisa
P.S. If I may also add. I wonder if you could shorten the distance between the end of the poem, to where it meets the top of the review box? It took an extra five minutes to scroll down to reach it… lol. Have an easy day, my friend.