Birdbrain Stuff

Monday, August 22, 2016

The Raven

Darker than the blackest sky, since immortal times gone by, mankind has watched me fly over hills and vales and woods.

I am a symbol of many things; bad tidings to some, yet others find it's hope I bring, as I bark from the heavens on my journeys.

In heraldry I exist, on flags and shields, in books, in stone. Artists scenes do bear my image, often bold, always silent, never timid.

Poetry serves me well; you will find my legacy in the minds of men who strive to pay homage to an icon of nature that is defined yet clouded and shrouded in mystery. For I am:
The Raven.

Written on a dank afternoon by yours truly. Copyright rules apply, as does questionable sanity should one be tempted...