Ravencrest

Ravencrest has been published in All of Me Vol. VI, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.

Listen to Ravencrest by Richard Charles Stevens

Listen to Eternal Star by Earmake

As certain as the raven perches
On the boughs of swaying birches
Swifter than a maiden curtsies
Or a twisting path diverges
I would spurn ten thousand dirges
To return to grace
Preferred of breaking curse
Of very many verses aged
To learn from every burden disengaged

Such great weight
I bear on my shoulders
To march not with soldiers
But hearten with braves

Certain in the gaze of my beholders
With the onus on determining the ever burning flame
Eye of raven
Thine persuasion
Speaks in tongue of twined narration
Holy bird of consternation
Perched atop the comfort station
Undeterred in forthward facing
Unconcerned with awkward placing
Whence observed as blood relation
Celebrating punctuation

As certain as the raven perches
On the boughs of swaying birches
Swifter than a maiden curtsies
Or a twisting path diverges
I would spurn ten thousand dirges
To return to grace
Preferred of breaking curse
Of very many verses aged
To learn from every burden disengaged

Such great weight
I bear on my shoulders
To march not with soldiers
But hearten with braves
True are the feathers of tethering plume
Duly dissevered to weather the gloom
Bled through the never
To revel anew
At the heavenly sight of entitlement bloomed

Each recital unbridled of rightful costume
For every nightfall
And unforeseen skyfall
It basks in the light of the moon
Sentient to fate impending
Resolute in faith unbending
Lending ear to cavaliers
In favour of more graceful ending
Eye of raven
Gaze unending
Highlights each pathway ascending
Comprehending higher ground
To claim profoundly thence transcending

Preferred to the murder of crows to the left
This bird bears the mark of each heart in arrest
Such great weight
I bear on my shoulders
To march not with soldiers
But hearten with braves
True are the feathers of tethering plume
Duly dissevered to weather the gloom
Bled through the never
To revel anew
At the heavenly sight of entitlement bloomed

Abreast of each labour
Reflective of nature
Collective of every destiny savoured
In changeless name of everlasting quest
As certain as the raven perches
Mighty be its crest

Preferred to the murder of crows to the left
This bird bears the mark of each heart in arrest
Such great weight
I bear on my shoulders
To march not with soldiers
But hearten with braves
True are the feathers of tethering plume
Duly dissevered to weather the gloom
Bled through the never
To revel anew
At the heavenly sight of entitlement bloomed

As certain as the raven perches
On the boughs of swaying birches
Swifter than a maiden curtsies
Or a twisting path diverges
I would spurn ten thousand dirges
To return to grace
Preferred of breaking curse
Of very many verses aged
To learn from every burden disengaged

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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3 Comments

    1. Thank you, dear Mouse. I got inspired to add the choruses (in reverb) and build them up a little each time, kind of like a raven gradually opening its spread of feathers. Quite the tongue twister in parts, this one. As you know, the raven is a very special bird to me, and I do so enjoy bleeding its colour.

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