Also written for my creative writing class. Turned out interesting, I think. |
That raven fluttered over him gloomily Watching for any suspicious faces The owner watched his bird cautiously Scanning for any sign of disturbance in the raven's flight When the raven was satisfied, he floated down Landing on his owner's outstretched arm When they were reunited The dark bird dug the claws in Knowing what his owner was planning next The unlikely pair slipped into the empty house And listened for the sound That sound they'd heard so many nights over They had never found it but it was there A beating under their feet Sometimes fast paced, others slow The pair would sit for hours Listening and wondering The owner drank from his bottle and listened Thinking of what that noise may be One day he suddenly began to write furiously Startling his raven to seek refuge on the mantle Once the writing was finished, the two hurried out of that home Never to return to listen for that mysterious sound They never knew of that lost soul Trapped in the basement of that very house He'd pound whenever he heard footsteps in the house But it seemed they never noticed it He was wrong But so were they |