Last night,
I was awoken by a raven
that had flown in through
my open window, and
perched itself atop my
book-case.
***
Who is there? I cried.
Let me give you what for!
But t’wasn’t human that
answered.
***
Said the raven,
“Dinty Moore”
***
Tell me, bird, I asked.
Are you an omen,
or divine?
Is this a message of
the future?
Of what I have in store?
But my plea it went
unanswered.
***
Said the raven,
“Dinty Moore”
***
Wait, I said,
as suddenly I knew.
Dinty Moore?
The beef-stew?
***
Is that why you bother me?
Is this what you tout?
Is that why you woke me?
***
Said the raven,
“I’ll show myself out.”
***
part two
***
The next morning,
still in my kerchief &
night-gown,
I sat with a cup of coffee at
the breakfast pad
***
I lit a bowl, and
pondered my
passerine pop-in ad
***
… and how,
despite the intrusion,
I suppose some beef-stew
did sound pretty good.
***
When suddenly,
there was a tapping at my
window.
***
It was another raven!
This one dressed smart —
***
In a pressed white shirt
with black tie taut.
On a card table was an
e-meter.
***
Said the raven,
“Would you like to see a thought?”
t r e f o l o g y 
I like that ~ George
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If you’re feeling a bit thirsty, don’t be surprised to see a raven tap water.
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Poe-try. Indeed.
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Hah! Very nice.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Enjoyed this, Tref! 😊
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Thank you, Betts!
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN
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Thanks, BW666. Spent it watching, It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, for the fourth time in as many days.
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My favorite line – I got a rock!
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Quoth the raven, write some more!
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Always. Thanks, MM
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