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For the longest time in history
this creature was a mystery.
An animal, evil in its eyes
it was called death in disguise.
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Considered a witches confidant,
it was the bad women’s best friend.
Mystical and black as coal
it was considered carrier of a human soul.
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It was called dirty, and ‘devil’s slave’
often found on a newly dug grave.
It was attacked with slingshots and stones
caught and tortured to the bones.
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So many of them had to die
thinking about it makes me cry.
Still nowadays do people sneer
while they actually feel fear.
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In truth who would have thought
they all have a quite bright spot.
Intelligent and family bound
protective and smart they stand their ground.
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Proud and clever one can see
them in wolves’ and predators’ company.
They always warn who’s ever there
of danger, darkness from in the air.
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They love to collect some sparkling things
having lairs with silver, gems and golden rings.
They’ve got commanders, lieutenants and even spies,
they comfort each other if one cries.
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For centuries they were called bad
it took a while until humans had
accepted that they are quite rife
and too insight into their life.
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Meanwhile it’s clear he’s bright and black
but doesn’t bring departed back.
He’s social, smart and never craven
Our big, dark, shiny, handsome raven.
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(Copyright, February 16, 2016, Aurora Jean Alexander)
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Thank you so much for this great compliment and the honor of having this poem tweeted and spread word all over it. I’m flattered! Thank you Chris.
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Great poem, AJ. I like the lines “They love to collect some sparkling things
having lairs with silver, gems and golden rings.”
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Thank you Lockie! I’m happy to hear you like it! 🙂 I read about ravens a lot since they fascinated me and I learned they collected shiny things and in some “raven lairs” there were things found like broken porcelain shards, silver spoons and jewelry. As long as it’s shiny they love to collect it. 🙂
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Wonderful tribute to our feathery and intelligent friends from the sky. Love Ravens.
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I just felt the need of writing this poem. Did you know that some old people still either are scared of ravens or see bad omens in them? It’s scary!
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Great, intelligent birds!
Coincidentally you might like Bird Brained.. http://lionaroundwriting.com/2016/02/17/bird-brained-short-story/
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Thanks for stepping in and reading the poem. I checked out the short story. Nicely done! 🙂
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I like it… any poet who loves a Raven is gold to me.
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I’m happy to hear you like it! 🙂
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