The Raven's Laugh .............. A Poe-esk write

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The Raven's Laugh

The raven laughed

And flew away

But came to me

Again, next day.

I didn't bid it 

Come to me

But still it came

Though stealthfully.

Sitting on 

A snowy bough

Peeking in

My window now.

It sat there watching

 Half the day

Not even cold

Drove it away.

Watching, watching

As if a spy

The bird with malice

In it's eye.

For from a dream

The thing had come

A living nightmare

And I, it's home.

For many nights

I'd fairly screamed

To wake myself

From what I'd dreamed.

Such bitter sorrow

Such sorrow felt

To see that grave

On which I knelt.

My own true lover

My only love

Blessed by the stars

And sky above.

Blessed by the Blesser

Of all things true

I'd prayed so long,

He'd sent me you.

Such happy days,

Such blissful nights

Till jealousy made

Wrong things of right.

And anger stole

My joy from me

And made me into

Your enemy.

We fought like tigers

And we fought well

Our lover's Heaven

Became our Hell.

You ran away,

I brought you home

I locked you in 

That place alone.

With one small window

To view the world

That could not save

My dark haired girl.

But every day

A raven came

Through snow and sunlight

Moonlight and rain. 

And sat there watching

You through the glass

Till you had withered

And from this life, passed.

I buried you

In a grove of green

Far from the city

And thus, unseen.

But I did not know

Till many days

That one had witnessed

My wicked ways.

That cursed raven!

Your only friend!

Perched by the window

Where it had been.

Covered now

By bricks and mud

To conceal the prison

Of your innocent blood.

And then the nightmares

Began to come

Would not relent,

Leave me alone.

All night in terror

I cried and cried

Dying over and over

As you must have died.

My beautiful lover,

Gone without trace

While your guardian raven

Laughed in my face.

Laughed like a human

With revenge in it's heart

Piercing my soul

With each screeching dart.

And then it was gone

And I didn't know where

How, when or why

And I didn't care.

I found a new lover

With long, jet black hair

Face like an angel's

So sweet and so fair.

Some might call her strange

Some might call her weak

Because she can't laugh

Nor can she speak.

But sometimes, I confess

I wake up in fright

To find her just watching

Above me at night.

I ask her what's wrong

She shakes her dark head

Then violently loves me

In our old hand carved bed.

That is carved with two hearts,

Rambling roses and lace

The moon and the stars

And your pretty, dead face.

(I love my dark and silent lover
With a heart still torn in half

But last night I woke in feathered arms
And I heard that raven laugh.)

©by Voo Shining Stone

Sept 13, 2020

2:33 a.m.

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So help me!!! As I was just now posting this.... A crow or raven right outside the window of this room...laughed Haw Haw two times!!!! It freaked me out!!! What are the odds of that happening!? Never see them around here......spooky!!!!! 👻

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