Saturday, December 6, 2014

On Raven's Wings





I send my dreams on raven's wings
over the mountains and to the sea.
I send my dreams on raven's wings -
what answer will come back to me?


Through the pass and along the shore,
where my footprints are no more,
into the gold of the setting sun - 
bless the path of this lonely one.


My soul's song rides the Westerly,
atop the wild and white-maned wave,
where once I set my spirit free,
with trusting heart, and mettle brave.


Speak to my spirit that yearns sky-bound,
words that will lift me from the ground.
Skybird, sing me a traveling song.
Sing me back where I belong.

41 comments:

  1. I posted my comment? Where did it go?

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  2. hummmmm.....I think where ever we go, where ever we are, we leave a little bit of spirit there. And some of your spirit is there mixed with the sand and sea. I used to live by the sea, and I miss the sea gulls, and wonder is they miss me. xoxoxoxohugs

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  3. the carrier of dreams to a land far far away

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  4. I feel the same when I look up and see a hawk waltzing on the wind.

    Elizabeth

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  5. Sherry this is beautiful and I love how it flows like a bird on the wing....your poem sings a song we all have of finding our way back!

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  6. Sing me a traveling song…and then guide me back where I belong. I like this tribute and call.

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  7. This is beautiful. What are we if we cease to dream? I often wish for wings.

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  8. A beautiful and tuneful song! I hope you do get back to the beach soon. Thanks. k.

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  9. i love the idea on sending the dreams on raven's wings to where ever they may go - and then the thrill of what will come back... i think that's the way to handle dreams - rather than holding them so tight that we choke them...really enjoyed...

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  10. I wish I had a fylgia that could soar the sky.. a raven would be great..Like Hugin giving back the wisdom to Odin..

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  11. I like the rhyming couplets and the rhythm in this one.

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  12. Oh, I do hope that Skybird will sing that song and that you will soon be back where you belong! Lovely lines in this poem, Sherry.

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  13. I like the energy in this poem, Sherry - the flying birds and the ' wild and white-maned wave'. I hope your thoughts are only ahead of you and that you will soon be where you belong.

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  14. I could watch those birds fly against a white backdrop for quite a while. Mesmerizing - as is you delicately, yearning poem.

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  15. I've always regarded ravens as birds of mystery and evil but your poem here takes them into a new light. :) a light that says they are charming and dreamy.

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  16. Others have said it, and I agree, it's beautiful!

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  17. this is inspirational beyond words Sherry. All of us experience doubts and uncertainties in life but we manage to survive.

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  18. There are so many places that pull me back for different reasons. Some are like a siren's call; others with more loving intent. Each place is a part of the jigsaw that is you.

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  19. What a beautiful , lovely poem of wistful reverie.

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  20. lovely images you painted here, such deep yearning... that last line is perfect.

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  21. The raven seems to be a nice bird afterall. Your treatment gives it the privilege!

    Hank

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  22. another signature shamanic piece.beautifully accompanied by the moving pic.

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  23. This reminds me of the old Johnny Mercer song "Skylark".

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  24. Love the idea of sending song on bird's wings to fetch the answer....

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  25. In one note it's a lonely song and yet there is a hopeful resonance. Fine piece Sherry

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  26. I want to hug that last stanza and keep it with me. ♥

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  27. well done, words and form. I find myself tracing the path of birds all too often these days..

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  28. I am certain the skybird cannot ignore such a beautiful plea. He will bring you where you belong.

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  29. This is beautiful, Sherry. You can speak right to the soul and mine is always ready to listen :)

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  30. Wow, even the picture moves. Exquisite, symmetrical, prayerful, to which I add an Amen. But your poem also got me thinking of the Raven that Noah sent out before the dove/pigeon:

    "After 280 days, Noah opened the window and sent a black bird called a raven. The bird flew around, but could not find a place to land, so the bird returned to Noah. Noah tried a white dove next, but it also returned. Noah waited a week and sent out another dove. This time the dove came back with an olive branch in its beak. Noah knew that trees were growing on the earth. Finally Noah sent out another dove a week later, and it didn’t come back. Now Noah knew it was about time to leave the ark."

    Any resonance?

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  31. Hi Sherry,

    I can just hear this as a song to the soft beat of a shamanic drum. I hope your dream is heard in the sky world. Beautiful words..

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  32. Oh, this poem soars, Sherry. It's such a beautiful and heartfelt plea. Surely the birds could not ignore it.

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  33. Dreams on ravens wings....then dreams will always soar I think..nice read.

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  34. Not heard something so strong, something so elegant..something so wonderfully expressed ...Hats Off Sherry!

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  35. Sherry
    I think where nature is concerned, the rest of just humm and hammer at it. While you - just soar up and away with your breathtaking poetry. Such a pleasure to read your raven poem.

    Speak to my spirit that yearns sky-bound,
    words that will lift me from the ground.
    Skybird, sing me a traveling song.
    Sing me back where I belong.

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  36. this is lovely, Sherry! i loved how your poem soars, with its rhythm and rhyme.
    i see we are writing about the same kind of birds this week, though my piece is about a crow. i have come to look at crows with a different eye, ever since i saw a mother crow protecting her child which was trapped on a chain-link fence.

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  37. Love your poem. Lately, I see black birds everywhere and even had a dream of one. Had an interesting experience with 6 crows today.

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  38. May your dreams come true...
    I loved the 1st line :"I send my dreams on raven's wings"

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