Very Bad Archive
Summer Dream
Raven Birdsong
That late summer night sound.
Fond memories of endless nights and
Lose inhibitions.
So sickly sweet is the nostalgia that,
Hangs in the air.
Wishing, waiting, wanting,
So thusly caught up in stagnate memories.
When we seek to bask in
Those summer dreams, do we
Realize the first signs of autumn.
Raven Birdsong has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Raven's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Raven's latest works: