Grief

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Augury

From my Raven Collection

Augury


Looking back now

I should have known

when I saw Raven there
...

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The Crowd Has Spoken

From my Raven Collection

The Crowd Has Spoken

Sometimes I want to call you
but I know in my heart
you're not here
I’m sorry you had...

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In silence And Disbelief

For the people of New York and the World

In silence And Disbelief

Today, it is not about politics, it is not about terrorism

today it is simply about...

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Memories: A Human Delicacy

Memories: A Human Delicacy

I see her beautiful smile and hear her laugh in my dreams.
And I hold these memories like treasures...

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You Broke Me

You Broke Me

You Broke Me
You showed me to Love Myself
You wanted Freedom
So I left to better my...

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To Be My Quiet

An offering of tender recognition

If we never chant stillness away,
know that I am wrapped in remembrance
like an aged sweater...

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An Ode To Grief

From my Raven Collection

An Ode To Grief



You see, there are different types of grief
the grief that pulls you under
...

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Not of Dark but Light

From my Raven Collection

Not of Dark but Light


My Raven is my lantern from grief
he sits with me
he doesn't drink tea
even...

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hope

hope

when I loved her
in days
when youth and life
meant the same thing and
future...

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When the Bluebird Finally...

From my Raven Collection

When the Bluebird Finally Sings

From my sorrow I did borrow
a hanky for my tears
I borrowed from my sorrow
for days,...

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A-

A-

Darling...
Oh, darling!

Let me hold your hand

My love...

Oh, Mine!

I...

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If Raven Was to Come Today

From my Raven Collection

If Raven Was to Come Today

If Raven was to come today
I'd tell him I don't wish to play

you see he comes to me as...

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Soul Tracker

Soul Tracker


I dream of you nightly
we always hold hands
last dream was together
upon...

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It Must’ve Been A Dream

It Must’ve Been A Dream

Every morning, when the sun beams tickle my waking conscious, I lose you all over again.
I leave...

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Monday, Monday

Monday, Monday

Fucking Monday, Monday, I cannot stand that day;
It’s the one my dearest loved ones, so sadly...

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My Precious Child

Grief journey

You will hear my whisper in a breeze
My presence rustling through the trees
My scent from...