The Raven Queen
The Raven Queen came from simple country roots
No royal silver spoon did she carry
Raised by unpretentious witches holding great wisdom
Old Gertrude, Esmeralda and Tregarry
Three witches known as spiritual leaders of the valley
Of lowly peasants and abundant woods
Raised her up simply infused with a fiery spirit
Proclaiming the law of the land to be good
Two faces reigned within the leaders and peasants
One which was shown to The Law
The other kept hidden as they lowly bowed to the wind
Praising the moon and icy snow as it thawed
A tale of hidden woe these three leaders carried
Unbeknown to the Raven Queen
Of her true heritage and the tainted gold they kept
From the night Old Death intervened
Old Death quietly crept in on her birthing night
Stole her sweet mother away
Yet for a fee the wise leaders took her in to love
Knowing who she would be one day
An eager student their young queen became
Learning the wisdom of the truth
Quite an apprentice in the ways of the wind
She became early in her youth
All at once the fiercest Winter ever known to the valley
Brought in terrible winds and bitter snow
The young queen watched as the peasants trembled
As savage wolves entered their fold
Great hunger came to the valley along with Old Death
Dissension was called into play
Soon, each of the leaders knew the time had come
To teach her the dark side of their ways
She was pulled from light into the darkest shadows
To embrace her own true destiny
Her dark light shone through the woods and the valley
Bringing the savage wolves to bay
Fear of the Raven Queen's light spread from the valley
Coursing through the veins of The Law
Sending in fierce horsemen thundering with vengeance
Her own lifeblood they came to draw
She answered their thundering with her own call
Heads for heads, raging fire with ice
Saving the ones who took her under their wings
Returning their tainted gold at a price
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
To see other poems submitted for One Shot Wednesday, please visit One Stop Poetry.
The Raven Queen came from simple country roots
No royal silver spoon did she carry
Raised by unpretentious witches holding great wisdom
Old Gertrude, Esmeralda and Tregarry
Three witches known as spiritual leaders of the valley
Of lowly peasants and abundant woods
Raised her up simply infused with a fiery spirit
Proclaiming the law of the land to be good
Two faces reigned within the leaders and peasants
One which was shown to The Law
The other kept hidden as they lowly bowed to the wind
Praising the moon and icy snow as it thawed
A tale of hidden woe these three leaders carried
Unbeknown to the Raven Queen
Of her true heritage and the tainted gold they kept
From the night Old Death intervened
Old Death quietly crept in on her birthing night
Stole her sweet mother away
Yet for a fee the wise leaders took her in to love
Knowing who she would be one day
An eager student their young queen became
Learning the wisdom of the truth
Quite an apprentice in the ways of the wind
She became early in her youth
All at once the fiercest Winter ever known to the valley
Brought in terrible winds and bitter snow
The young queen watched as the peasants trembled
As savage wolves entered their fold
Great hunger came to the valley along with Old Death
Dissension was called into play
Soon, each of the leaders knew the time had come
To teach her the dark side of their ways
She was pulled from light into the darkest shadows
To embrace her own true destiny
Her dark light shone through the woods and the valley
Bringing the savage wolves to bay
Fear of the Raven Queen's light spread from the valley
Coursing through the veins of The Law
Sending in fierce horsemen thundering with vengeance
Her own lifeblood they came to draw
She answered their thundering with her own call
Heads for heads, raging fire with ice
Saving the ones who took her under their wings
Returning their tainted gold at a price
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
To see other poems submitted for One Shot Wednesday, please visit One Stop Poetry.
39 comments:
Loving the flow of this Neva, absolutely well written, love the photo too, Raven Queen she is indeed :)
Thank you Desert Rose
Love the tale and myth in this...well done - must read it once more....I love ravens ...bkm
An excellent piece of fantasy poetry. Enjoyed it.
Neva this is such a magestic and beautiful story told in your poem...truly lovely! :-)
I love this story poem. You feel exactly what happens when she's swept up into the destiny, or fate, that's inevitable.
wow this is epic and a wonderful tale you have woven. not jsut the story but the emotion that runs through it ...great oneshot!
I love your mind.
You are a natural poetic storyteller. Well told tale with flow and flair.
Very touching poem...
You've done a great job with this one
Beautiful and epic poem. It has the feel of the romantics along with Tennyson. It isn't easy to tell tales of such detail and mystery in rhyme these days. but you've done it so successfully. Well done. Thank you. Gay (@beachanny)
What a fabulous poem/story! Love the flow, the imagery, the tale...simply superb!
Wonderfully story! And here comes the Raven Queen with her almighty wings :3 light and dark, she existed in both side=D
Destined to be a Classic!
Superb writing Neva Flores!
Beautifully epic. I have to agree with the others, you seem to have a natural affinity towards fantasy and storytelling; crafted with grace. I would love to read more for I'm certain your words will carry me on a transcendental odyssey.
Thank you for stopping by and joining my blog!
you are an easy fit for the award..I'm passing on the One Lovely Blog Award to ya. It awaits upon my page.....
...really like your page
Nice to catch up with you here Neva... nice poetry and I enjoyed it throughly...
Shudders - what a lovely tale! Great fantasy, beautifully written, with a fine flow and engaging feeling tipped with emotion. Vivid, in all its powerful imagery. Adored it! You've got style, Neva.
Neva, when I read you I am transported to another place. Somewhere in my head where I am at once calm and violent, love and ignorance. I love the way you write. Love and Light, Sender
Wonderful rhythm and so lyrical.
nowhere island
Story shivers
Wow, this was kinda long! But (as usual) you fill each line with fluid words and intriguing imagery.
As I've said so often before - well done, Neva!
I like this one a lot Neva. Interesting and well written.
Riveting!
What a wonderful read.
I love this kind of stuff.........magical
Strong fantasy story poem. Thanks for reading and commenting on my poem. Hope your week goes well.
your poetry is so rich, it unearths the myths of time... well done.
magical words.
beautiful story.
your work gives readers a sense of wonder and myth....
what a wonderful mystical magical tale you wove for us thank you .. looking forward to more
Very skillfully woven prose poetry. Your words could be painted into stunning visuals.
Very skillfully woven prose poetry. Your words could be painted into stunning visuals.
As those who have gone before me, epic describes this well. Quite the story that you weave. Nice Oneshot
A magical tale. I love the old witches' names!
Neva
You are quite the muse, some say it was epic, perhaps it is so. But I was lost in time reading this beautiful poem of yours, Raven Queen. You managed to weave your own enchantment and put your own spin on a mythological character of your design.
Stunning One Shot,
Joanny
http://thedowsersdaughter.blogspot.com/
hi neva...yes i am late but you know why!!! that was a beautiful woven tale.. thoroughly enjoyed reading that..i could kinda link that up with some of my tales...really loved it..cheers pete
wow - what a scenery - had a bit of the lord of the rings feeling - mystical and beautiful
I love the story context and the way it unfolds is mesmerizing. The art work is awesome as well you did a great job here!
I love the story context and the way it unfolds is mesmerizing. The art work is awesome as well you did a great job here!
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