©2022 Michael Raven
night fox grey
wending 'tween
bone and shadow
a heartwood thief
autumn her eyes
& burning bright
black forest of
stolen dreams
words | spirit | alchemy
©2022 Michael Raven
night fox grey
wending 'tween
bone and shadow
a heartwood thief
autumn her eyes
& burning bright
black forest of
stolen dreams
©2022 Michael Raven
don't sell me
trinket reality
give me
hard edge racket
screaming molotov
thrown black ramble cars
©2022 Michael Raven
in the caves
in the caves
in
the
crystal caves
waters mirror
ancient faces
and i hear
the grey songs
echo and calling
me bandaged eyes
home
beyond the veil
©2022 Michael Raven
nothing burrows underskin epiphany's one flaw all that remains is a craving to have a craving wondering: will that, too, wash?
©2022 Michael Raven
a mad hermit
in dark wood
of mind
carving reality
with steel
seeking a gnosis
not found bound
in books
he eats his own
careful to skip
that precious bone
©2022 Michael Raven
redemption
carved out of
base wood
cutting away excess
to send to flight
and see old ways new
hrafn black
uncovered by
bare hand