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RAVENS

RAVENS

The sky dark with feathered wing, but no bird in the sky does singĀ 
They just ring out an awful caw, as the black mass dives, towards the floorĀ 

Down , down they dive, swooping on unaware, passer byesĀ 
People run, scared for their lives, some even try and hideĀ 
From the deadly feathered mass, from the northern skies

Their attack is without mercy, relentless, unearthlyĀ 
people duck down low, frozen on the spot, with no place left to goĀ 

They attack in formation, in a coordinated attack Ā  Ā 
Ā Swooping down, knocking off peoples hatsĀ 
They are like a plague of rabid batsĀ 

Hands are placed in front of their face, as relentlessly they are chasedĀ 
all over the place, trying to protect their face, but their defence is in wasted hasteĀ 

Black winged bird from the sky, flutters wings, amidst loud cries
lands on their heads, Ā uses large strong beak to pummel headsĀ 
blood, and puss start to stream out, ā€œa smorgasbordā€ Ā the others shoutĀ 

The others hear the deathly caw, saying ā€œfeed now, one and allĀ 
And one by one they join in, this smorgasbord they all dig inĀ 

They use their beaks to break through the skin, ripping out all that dwells withinĀ 
Flesh, and sinewy veins, ripped from inside their brains
intestines pulled from their bowls, the smell that leaves them is quite foul

Eyes are pulled amidst screams and shouts , pulled yet not all the way outĀ 
dangling Ā on membraned thread, dangling , swing from side of headĀ 
their occupant now lies down dead,
brain matter runs from the open cavityĀ 
life now ended, just depravityĀ 

They attack, and attack, they hold nothing back,
the town is covered in a mass of feathered black,Ā 

Their deathly call fills the air, wide eyes stare from frosted glassĀ 
The defence is about to come a thing of the pastĀ 

People no longer run around, no more screams , can be foundĀ 
bodies dead lie on the groundĀ 
No more food to be found, they look to the reflective glass, open wings wideĀ 
And make their first deadly passĀ 

They attack in droves, spider cracks start to form, splintering down the glassĀ 
As they continue their assault on their new enemy , this pane of glass
Ā How much longer will this onslaught last?Ā 

Crash, crash again they charge the fragile window paneĀ 
The eyes locked behind the glass, Ā scared now as the black mass makes another pass

Suddenly the glass gives way, spider cracks release their chatterĀ 
the glass under constant force does shatter

People run around like headless chickensĀ 
As the black mass takes over their kitchensĀ 

Bodies pile upon the floorĀ 
Trampled being squeezed through narrow doorĀ 
Blood now covets the wooden floorĀ 

The smell of blood now fills the airĀ 
Sends the ravens into a frenzy, food for thoughtĀ 
Theirs more than plentyĀ 

They use their mass to pin them down, Seconds later no one makes a soundĀ 
The black mass just swirls round and roundĀ 
Like a black tornado, one goal in mind
Human extinction Ā Ā 

The town no more, bodies laid out on their backs
Pecked to death, bloody hands and feetĀ 
Holes punched into dainty cheeksĀ 
Eyes removed, empty socketsĀ 
Now the head sports a pair of bloody pocketsĀ 

Suddenly the sky goes black, no food, they no longer need to attackĀ 
Open wings which sprout from their backĀ 

They Spread wings wide, all and sundry take to the skyĀ 
Onto the next village they will go, to bring death and destructionĀ 
From the air to the ground below.Ā 
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J A Overton

Hi Lisa thats the idea thanks for reading i was going to make more macabre but i think its good just as it is.Ā 

cheers jeff

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Georgina Richardson

A superb piece Jeff. It reminds me of the film The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock, that scared the livings daylights out of me when I was about 13 ( that shows my age )!! Well done for a great write, I loved it.

God bless

Love G xx

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J A Overton

thanks Georgina glad you liked it and thanks for the review.

cheers jeff

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Tony Taylor

Holy Crap JEFF!!...... this an amazingly well crafted and truly compelling write...... little POE......also reminds me a bit of the Alfred Hitchcock film "THE BIRDS"!!...... nonetheless, you've created something VERY cleverly haunting here bro...... sorry I haven't been around much lately..... had some stuff to take care of...... the timing of the delivery here is flawless as well as the timing of this being HALLOWEEN month!!..... you're good man....... Loved It!!........ALL STARS...... high fives!!....T xo

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J A Overton

Thanks Tony. Now you see why i miss your comments.thanks for reading tony be grateful if youd review on the run my friendĀ 

Cheers jeff

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Christopher Correia

Jeff, spectacular, yes I always think of Poe or Hitchcock whenever I see aĀ poem on ravens, but an army ofĀ ravens drivenĀ with blood lust andĀ purposefulĀ in their work of humanĀ extinction, now that I've not seen before, my friend, awesome....the part where they broke the glass and feasted on eyeballs, that part I never saw coming; no pun intended, diabolical holiday fun, The satanic Birds on steroids is very tasty my friend...Ā tribute

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J A Overton

Hi Chris, thanks for the excellent comment, i do like poe and hitchcock so i was looking for a happy medium when i wrote thisĀ 

Cheers jeff

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DevynHoshour

of course... Ravens! Reminds me of Poe quite a bit, you almost remind me of Poe toĀ be quite honest!Ā 

This caused me to become horrified, Ina good way, the thought and imagery I was receiving from this made my heart skip a beat!Ā 

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J A Overton

HI, thanks Devyn, that's some high praise there thank you. poe is one of my favorite poets. i think you'd like on the run on page 3. ill catch up on some of yours todayĀ 

cheers jeff

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