The Raven and the Roses

We wrote these poems during a Reweaving Rights of Passage class.

	Obsidian eyes and black scaled toes Hold the secret heart of the blood-petalled rose. -- Phoenix Willow

		Raven hath feathers Dark and the Thorne is sharp Upon the stems of the White Roses three. Raven's blood drops crimson neither upon bud, nor blossom, Staining petals of the third, fallen to Earth. -- Raventhorne

		the glossy rainbow ripple of black feathers spread in the freedom of flight a breath . . . a swoop
	a sudden explosion of pink a different kind of prey is trapped gently in the grasp of a sharp beak even the Raven is intoxicated by the luscious Romance of the Rose. -- Peregrine

	White bird has kissed the dark and flown To the land of all souls lying in wait Her breath will serve to sing them on To rise again on the wheel of fate Or to let their scarlet petals softly fall She sits in silent wonder. -- Suzanne Sterling
			Black Raven's bitter cries sweet music to my ears. The fragrance of the rose appears with each croaking call. --Cynthia Breen

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