Red Raven’s Reelings

May 27, 2005

Here I am in a nightmare

Wishing I could find where

To go for to find a key

So I may wake me up beside thee

But now red ravens reel

In a pallid moon’s piercing pane

To the slow song sung by slaves

Of mine heart’s hopeless hoping

Come to shake my shoulder

And cause my fires to smoulder

As did they once so long ago

So long– scarcely do I remember so.

All I see, spinning so stately

Are the red ravens’ roamings

Before dawn’s drumming dais

That never nears my pallid face

While I sleep in the silent, silver space.


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