The Raven & The Songbird

By Sarah Colleen (s.c.)

Once there was a songbird, 

whose opulent enclosure was all she knew. 

A cage where she sang her song of sunshine 

as she grew and grew. 

Her colors were a watercolor; 

brilliant and rich;

yet, over her heart, 

remains an ever-present stitch! 

she wishes not for more melodies, 

but a mate;

o’ what an inferno of passion 

they would create!

day after day, 

night after night, 

she serenades to the darkness

in the midst of her vivacious plight.

then one day, 

an exotic song rang back true; 

a Raven appeared, 

so jet-black, he emerged blue. 

his tune of melancholy 

rattled through the room, 

oozing of longing, 

sadness, perilous doom. 

yet the songbird had never experienced 

a sound so sweet, 

she ruffled her feathers, 

and refused to deny herself a grateful tweet.

The Raven’s ballad 

unlatched her gilded cell, 

pulling her deeply 

into his intoxicating spell. 

together, the Raven and The Songbird waltzed 

and chatted into the universe, 

sounding delicious tunes 

in spite of their curse.

the unlikely pair, 

never to part, 

meant to sing their ditties of 

passion, love, art. 

a cage shall never 

hold the birds again, 

remembering nothing of that 

loneliness, not even in the end. 

now and forevermore,

the Raven she shall adore. 

By Sarah Colleen (s.c.)