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Saturday, February 20, 2016

MOON RAVEN

Moon Raven,
Lift me up on your bent wing.
Swoop  me away, through the misty night
Into the forest.

There we will commune
With wolf-ghosts and ancient trees.
We will sing with the spirits,
Ululate with owls,
Keen with all beings over our losses,
And send out blessings and gratitude
For All That Remains.

Towards dawn,
Having divested myself of my tears,
And having rekindled my hope,
Let me curl up in the roots
Of Grandfather Cedar,
Pillow my head with moss,
Pull pine boughs over my shoulders
And escape to my haven of forgetfulness:
A dream.

One from summer of 2014, kids. I am without a computer at present, but will make the rounds of the Poetry Pantry on Sunday with my trusty tablet.
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33 comments:

  1. MaryFebruary 20, 2016 at 5:43 PM

    In our dreams we can go where we want to go, commune with who we want to, and escape to where we wish! This is a beautiful poem filled with hope, Sherry.

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  2. brudbergFebruary 20, 2016 at 11:45 PM

    I can see your poem harmonize with being part of the forest... To lie down on the softest moss.

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  3. J Cosmo NewberyFebruary 21, 2016 at 12:20 AM

    Moon raven! Love the images that creates at the start.

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  4. Sumana RoyFebruary 21, 2016 at 1:34 AM

    beautiful and dream images...love the breath of forests here...

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  5. Jae RoseFebruary 21, 2016 at 1:35 AM

    A pillow of moss and dreams - I cannot think of anything better..maybe a little dog curled up beside us as we travel in our heads and a nice warm blanket xo

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  6. AnonymousFebruary 21, 2016 at 2:24 AM

    Oh I like that bent wing of the moon raven! Lovely!

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  7. Old EggFebruary 21, 2016 at 2:36 AM

    What a glorious poem this is Sherry. A warm and loving engagement with the natural world.

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  8. SusanFebruary 21, 2016 at 3:19 AM

    I love this poem--it has such power and grace. Thanks for reposting it.

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  9. Sanaa RizviFebruary 21, 2016 at 3:47 AM

    This is lovely!!

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  10. PanchaliFebruary 21, 2016 at 4:58 AM

    Oooh, I love the "Moon Raven's"... "bent wing." There are many references to ravens even in Indian legends and wiccan tales. Beautifully penned, Sherry!

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  11. SuyashJFebruary 21, 2016 at 5:58 AM

    this ending is so very poignant

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  12. Matthew HenningsenFebruary 21, 2016 at 7:21 AM

    I love that first image of the bent wing. Such a great detail that I think clues the reader in on what the poem is about. Nice job.

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  13. Magaly GuerreroFebruary 21, 2016 at 7:28 AM

    "Keen with all beings over our losses,
    And send out blessings and gratitude
    For All That Remains."

    I want to live in the world these lines describes. ♥

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  14. DonnaFebruary 21, 2016 at 7:34 AM

    I adore this time with Moon Raven...

    'We will sing with the spirits,
    Ululate with owls,
    Keen with all beings over our losses,
    And send out blessings and gratitude
    For All That Remains.'

    Beautiful!

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  15. Maude LynnFebruary 21, 2016 at 7:49 AM

    I love every line of this. Beautiful work, Sherry.

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  16. Paul Andrew RussellFebruary 21, 2016 at 8:17 AM

    Dreams are the poet's wonderland, Sherry. Lovely writing. :-)

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  17. Myrna R.February 21, 2016 at 9:30 AM

    You depict a beautiful dream. I felt I was dreaming with you.
    Hope you get your computer soon. I know it's different to blog from a tablet.

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  18. Abin ChakrabortyFebruary 21, 2016 at 10:16 AM

    love your absorption in nature.a beautiful dream.

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  19. annell4February 21, 2016 at 10:24 AM

    This is truely a wonderful piece! I love it! All real and dreamy at the same time.

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  20. ZQFebruary 21, 2016 at 11:44 AM

    ...for a moment I felt I was in "that" forest and in peace.
    ZQ

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  21. AnonymousFebruary 21, 2016 at 12:00 PM

    Holy moley. Any poem that begins with "Moon Raven" definitely has my full backing.

    That second stanza ... yes.

    And this: "Pillow my head with moss"

    Such gorgeousness comes out of you, every single time you write.

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  22. humbirdFebruary 21, 2016 at 12:37 PM

    Love how you refer to the roots...we need to know them and nurture...love the 'ululate with owls' notion, good one.

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  23. Gillena CoxFebruary 21, 2016 at 1:00 PM

    your love of the forest is deeply nestled in this poem. Luv it

    Have a nice Sunday Sherry

    much love...

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  24. colleenFebruary 21, 2016 at 1:38 PM

    A moon raven for you and a backfire kick and countdown take-off for me. Many ways to get there. This reads like a ceremonial incantation.

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  25. AnonymousFebruary 21, 2016 at 4:59 PM

    Okay, you had me with the bent wing of the raven. Your piece is delightfully dreamy and very myth-like,

    Elizabeth

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  26. J.N.T.February 21, 2016 at 5:30 PM

    I love the experience in your poem here Sherry. It is definitely beautiful to live among nature. Simple and natural.

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  27. TruedessaFebruary 21, 2016 at 5:40 PM

    There we will commune
    With wolf-ghosts and ancient trees.
    We will sing with the spirits,

    yes, there will be that time in the dreamscape. Pillow my head with moss..beautiful

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  28. Magical Mystical TeacherFebruary 21, 2016 at 6:14 PM

    Ululating with owls sounds pretty darn good to me right now. Night has fallen, and I feel the need to do something outrageously different!

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  29. Wendy BourkeFebruary 21, 2016 at 6:48 PM

    Beautiful! A wonderful primordial, respectful, ancient sensibility flows through the piece and is MESMERIZING! Spiritual! Transcendent! An awesome bit of writing, Sherry!

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  30. kaykualaFebruary 22, 2016 at 5:46 AM

    And escape to my haven of forgetfulness:
    A dream.

    How one desires to seek harmony with a good dream. If only it happens the way we want!

    Hank

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  31. Therisa's WorldFebruary 22, 2016 at 12:05 PM

    Such, a spiritually powerful poem, Sherry, strongly reflective of the Pacific Northwest.

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  32. GraceFebruary 22, 2016 at 3:40 PM

    A beautiful one Sherry ~ Love every line ~

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  33. Eileen T O'Neill .....February 24, 2016 at 10:59 AM

    Sherry,

    I hope that your computer is back with you soon; you must truly miss its companionship!
    Loved your Moon Raven poem which extends great hope through its spiritual connections..
    Beautiful words..
    Eileen

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