Penned Words (Compilation of my Poems)

a raven

a raven, alone in an old empty church

living by the silence of the moonlit night;

soars into the sky; crying on a silver birch

of seeing other creatures being recognized,

a raven, a captive of every old yearning vow

seeks a better place, yet wings are broken;

if only this strident world is listening now,

that raven might whisper its existence.