Raven Lover

The Raven soars
scarlet rose
within his claws
petals fall like
drops of blood
glistening
upon my brow
between my lips
across my heart

He is Wolf
he is Raven
he is Vampyre
he is my Dragon-fire
my eternal unquestionable desire

I love the dark imagery of this. I see crows a lot where I live (same family as ravens I think) and always admire their stark, reflective blackness against the dour colors of winter or the too-shiny-bright colors of spring and summer. Their time-home is fall where the reds and oranges bring the fire out in their shiny, gleaming feathers. Such intelligent birds, much to be admired. I always seem them as messengers or harbingers. "One crow, sorrow," etc. I wouldn't mind being a crow or a raven.

A few times when I have been pondering on Mikal I will see a Raven or Crow outside my window.
They have such a powerful other-worldly energy about them. They are not too common where I live so when I do see one I stop and pay attention.

Did you know ravens speak in the same manner as parrots?

You mean they can mimic human sounds and words?

Yes, that's exactly what I meant. https://youtu.be/AfsnHVaScjg

Wow that was unexpected

King:  LOL! I’ve just spent several hours watching Raven videos. Such truly magnificent creatures.

Rasa:  I so love your description above, very poetic. Isn’t it about time for another poem from you?      Does not have to be immortality themed.

Anybody else, all poetry welcomed.

Only when the inspiration hits, dearie. "Can't force a feast; a feast must present itself."