Sunday, November 20, 2011

Of Each Foggy Night

She is a beautiful starry night
Her lands shrouded with fog;
And her fog causes us sorrow and delight
For the next day to come.

And she washes away his troubles
For he appears when the sun comes out;
Thrilling, yet willing
He comes into her clean residence.

They dance at twilight
Cleaned by the fog of her feathers at night
Before the next dawn when they dance again.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

The Raven Observes

A young man asks a girl to dance the waltz.  Meanwhile in the background, the raven observes them and  holds a pen, showing its intelligence and curiousness as it watches the things that go on about the species of human beings.