Sunday, November 4, 2012

Raven

she spent the night shapeshifting
             
                      her form: wafting:  shimmering: undulating

from human, to animal, to bird, to leaf, to human

              smells were sharper, the cold night clearer, hands and paws,
                                   a flicker, a moment of flight

she awoke the next day beneath a large ash tree
fur, claws and leather her bedmates

overhead, the raven's sound
and the image of him
all in black, mask and beak