The Raven's Symphony

2 Comments

  • iLuvPoetryJACOB
  • Poetry will always emerge out of the shadows of depression, shining like a star in the scarcity of light.

The Raven's Symphony



I sit in the splintery wooden chair, listening to it creak as I cringe into a tight little ball,

my knees the useless barrier to protect me. I pull them closer to me, though.

The smell of pine tickles my nose, saturates the frigid air.

I close my eyes, so tightly that it pains me. I want to whimper, to cry.

But that is weak. That is giving myself up to unwelcome emotions.

 

Now, giving yourself, letting yourself be swallowed, be taken away by a deep rapid river of love—

that is different. That is bliss.

 

But as this raven, this enormous raven, slices through the air around me with its wings as it flies,

as it caws and screeches and cries its mysterious bird song,

as it swoops through the trees that stretch protectively around my cabin in the woods, my porch,

to reach me, protruding its talons and clawing at my scalp, my arms, which are wrapped around me,

I will not give myself up. I will not label myself as prey for this bird. I am my own fortress.

 

I glance at the mahogany wooden door, at my skin, ripped and torn. The ebony mass of feathers,

sleek and glossy in the scarcity of moonlight, it perches on the emaciated arm of a winter tree,

watching me, scrutinizing me with its depthless obsidian eyes, like the marble eyes of a porcelain doll.

This is my chance. I see the lights beaming inside the cabin, just the way I left them,

illuminating the kitchen, the living room, the dining room,

the windows like a barrier between me and the light, leaving the weathered wooden porch in darkness.

The door smiles at me, beckons me, its outer curtains a billowing sheet of beige in the dregs of night.

 

But what if I want the raven, want the torment, want the ache?

What if I want the misery, the brokenness, the helplessness?

An absurd thought, yes, but it is strangely filling, heavy, thick and oddly satisfying.

What will it be like without it? What will it be like without worrying?

 

The raven ruffles its charcoal wings, fidgets its scaly feet. I look back through the windows.

A paper and pen lay on a table, drenched by the hazy amber glow of a lamp.

My haven, my oblivion.

I quickly look back at the raven, fling myself toward the beckoning door.

It lunges off the branch, a silent missile quickly progressing toward me. But I close the door.

Lock it.

 

The bird changes its direction, soundlessly lands on the lonely chair.

It watches me. I sit down. Grab the sleek metal pen, which feels cold in my sweaty hand.

The scratching of ink tattooing itself onto paper trickles through the air

as the raven sits behind the thin sheet of glass, watching me.

Poem Comments

(2)

Please login or register

You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

Login or Register

Rhymer commented on The Raven's Symphony

06-14-2010

Edgar Poes the Raven and Alfred Hithcocks movie The Biords came to mind as I was reading this mentally bewitching write. Nice piece.

iLuvPoetryJACOB

06/14/2010

Yes, it reminds me of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven" also......Thank you. :) --Natalie.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

iLuvPoetryJACOB’s Poems (51)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Home of My Soul, Timeless Lake 3
Untitled (4 Haiku) 3
White Feathers, Like Snow (3 Haiku) 3
I Will Not Be Your Teddy Bear 3
The Raven's Symphony 2
Looking at my Rain Spattered Window 3
Artificial Dreamland 4
I Am No Longer Your Lovely Mess; I Am a Broken Wine Glass 4
Tiger Please Rid Me of my Sin 2
Mom and Dad 2
Broken Reflection 1
Halo of Leaves 2
Majestic 0
As I Watch You Sleep 0
Sky Demon 1
A Somber Wood 2
Rage That Has Me Trapped 1
Seven Suits of Armor 1
Never Saw the Day (haiku) 0
Sorrows in the Dust 0
Swimming in Sapphire Eyes 0
The Song Sung by the Birds 1
Glint of Forgotten Memories 1
Ice Chamber 1
Hidden Peace 1
We Are Warriors (Inspired by the movie Avatar) 2
Kissed By The Moon 2
You Are My Flower 1
Living In The Past 1
If 2
Canvas of Ebony 2
Just Another Trash Can, Isn’t It? 2
Winter's Gift 1
This Is For The King (What A Christmas) 0
Sweet Memories (Good-Bye) 0
For My Country 0
Days Of Our Lives 0
Here Comes The Rain 2
Lightning 1
Mary Jane 0
THE SIGHT OF VICTORY 2
Trapped Behind The Glass 0
Unworthy Throne 0
Shiny Penny 0
Nature's Jewel 1
Protective Shadows 0
Under The Covers 0
Nothing To Break Your Fall 1
Lovely Soul 2
Blind Sorrow 1
Trapped Water 1