©2021 Michael Raven

killing time
on the blood tide
the water is wine
the wine is blood
feasting on friends
with the waves
turning churning
riptide red
under a scarlet moon
her voice across
the water

it was a wednesday night and –/

©2021 Michael Raven


i was screaming --
head on fire
helter skelter 
summer swelter
the sky fell out
like glass shard

my guitar shillelagh swung
in the alley dreams
shouting for the screams
piercing and i considered
the many lies kept inside
wishing to take yours away
like you stole mine


©2021 Michael Raven

seven different ways
to find inside
and we can swim
my little fishes
we can fly

i saw you in a dining car
not eating much at all
sipping your coffee
i think i saw you waiting
i think i saw you wanting
tracing fingers in
waterglass sweat 
shapes without design
you looked up with
every doorbell jingle
i smoked
outside it all
watching in the rain

falling falling falling
maybe we can fly
if only you'd open
those seven doors
and let me deep inside