My Quartet of Dark Poems

Raven in the Willow

I watch as the lazy Raven

Sits on my weeping willow.

It gets very extreamy dark

I lay my head on the pillow.

I sleep as I am being watched

By my faithful Raven in the willow.

He might squak a lot or a little

If his mood is jittery or sad.

He tells me stories through the night

As I listen to his song and him take flight.

I sleep as I am being watched

By my faithful Raven in the willow.