Raven’s Grave

Posted on July 3, 2013

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Raven's Graveyard

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Raven cawing, tapping stone
whilst underneath claw bloodied bones

Scratching, clawing to get out
only the raven hears the shouts

It’s eyes look on coldly without a care
into the distance they do stare

Ruffling feathers in darkening skies
Soon it’ll go, off to fly

It gulps a piece of meat
blood falling from its beak

Cawing louder for its mate
as skinless fingers scrape under Raven’s Grave

Caw, Caw, louder still
no escape, had its kill…

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