Tag Archives: Psychopomp

The Coming

She is coming Born of ravens Psychopomp descending To the terrain Breath is icy Eyes are fire Bleak and lost Are her domain Ancient creature Youthful beauty Brings despair And scarring flame Few will know her Few can view her … Continue reading

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Girl and the Raven

The girl and the raven appear at the morn Awash with the tears she has shed before dawn She’s floating in white, a mere sprite of despair Combing her memories through her dark hair The raven’s a psychopomp calling her … Continue reading

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Are you a Raven?

Spreadeagled on the altar I wait ‘Are you a Raven?’ she asked I do not know, I do not know And does it matter? ‘It might’ she replied A Psychopomp Weaving its way to the underneath Coiled within waiting for … Continue reading

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Seance

Spectral murmurings Darkened room Illumined by only candlelight Gathered here The disconsolate and lost Seeking memories In light and dust Sonorous voice Omnipotent in a singular Moment Crossing the veil Psychopomp in black lace Withered, snake skin hands Connect Across … Continue reading

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