Ravens Poem by Sandra Martyres
Ravens
O black birds,
Flying high
Across the sky
Come not nigh
You bring ill-luck
With all that you pick up
On your daily jaunts
To your favourite haunts.
I am a 'huge' Edgar Allan Poe fan. When I saw your 'Ravens' I 'had' to read it. I agree with Fiona's comments. You've captured one's imagination with very few words expressed. That's the mark of 'talent'. Nice.
Nice short read Sandra...but so full of images...thank you...10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 3:05:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a very charming work, Sandra! Anachronistic (but then, many of my works are also) , but very charming! :)