Raven Black.

Oh Raven black with pearly eye
You come to watch the living die
You perch amid this graveyard scene
The silence broken by your scream
Now you hop from side to side
Across these stones so bleak
What is it in this place of death
That you hope to seek
Do you see the souls
Leave broken shells upon the earth
Do you watch the weeping mourners
With your silent mirth
Is the stamping of your talons
Some kind of macabre like dance
Or are you just like me?
A visitor by chance.

poem by Graham Jones
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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