Rising From a Raven’s Darkness
In the depths of my darkness,
deep within the land of dreams,
came a raven, blacker
than the surrounding night.
From deep within its eyes
shone a piercing light
that hinted at the possibility
of the birth of something better.
It spoke of opportunities
long banished from my mind,
as it reminded me of the beauty
of the sun, moon, and stars.
Aware that the raven could be
a trickster, as could be my own mind,
I considered the weight of the meaning
of the words that were spoken.
When I opened my eyes I was greeted
by the welcome light of day,
no longer fearful that the dark of night
could hold any power over me.
This is my response to Poetics: Corvid Poetry, the prompt from Ingrid at dVerse ~ Poets Pub. Ingrid invites us to write a poem that references the corvidae family, a variety of birds that includes ravens, rooks, jackdaws, jays, choughs, magpies, and crows. In the mythology of the Indigenous peoples of the Pacific Northwest Coast, the raven is the creator of the world, but it is also considered a trickster god. [Wikipedia]
Image source: usps.com – Stamp Art Created by Tlingit/Athabascan Artist and Alaska Native Rico Worl
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Even the tricksters have a truth to tell. Sometimes.
Nice work, Ken.
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Thanks, Ron..
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Love this Ken. A hopeful nightmare, excellent touch my friend. Your raven image appears to be Haida in origin. Their roots are traced to an archipelago of the coast of British Columbia. They are incredible artists and craftsman. I have collected a few of their pieces.
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I never thought of a raven as offering temptation, but that does go with its role as trickster. Crows visit me all the time when I’m awake, but I haven’t met one in a dream yet! (K)
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A counscious awakening. Bravo. Luv this poem to bits
Thanks for dropping by to read mine
Much💛love
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And thank you, Gillena.
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We must dream of better days. As we saw again today, we can’t keep on killing our children!
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Yes, so sad. Thank you, Dwight.
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Yes, the raven can be a trickster. You took me into that dream of darkness and I was glad you found the morning light to be affirming. A powerful poem.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Inclined to revere ravens, thinking their presence a catalyst to recognizing your inner power. Cool poem!
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Thank you. 😀
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It is such a relief to waken into the light of day sometimes!
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Agreed, hopefully with some insight gained from those dreams.
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I like your use of Dreamtime and legend. Enjoyed this.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Dark nights are powerful harbingers are they not? especially in the guise of ravens.
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And especially in dark times. Thank you, Paul.
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I really like this, Ken. The fourth stanza stood out for the wondering about the raven and your own mind, and the ending for it sense of promise.
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Thank you, Merril. If only all dreams held a positive lesson.
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Well, it’s nice to have just for fun, too!
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This is exquisitely drawn, Ken! The poem speaks volumes and I resonate with the idea of temptation and darkness here in the form of ravens. They represent prophecy and insight too! ❤️❤️
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I like the idea that the nightmare turned out to be a dream of hope and renewal.
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Thank you. 🙂 Going forward, but living in the moment.
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