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Raven Archer

  • Sweet Children

    October 11th, 2024
    Sound the trumpets,
    Stand your ground.
    Firm in your stance,
    Make me proud.

    Take the children,
    Rip their heads off.
    Turn them upside down,
    And refill my cup.

    Sweet is their blood,
    So pure and untouched.
    Innocent their world,
    Go and bring me more.

    Save their tender meat,
    For a later time.
    Drop them in the dungeon,
    Then continue to march.

    Got my spiked whip,
    Show them who’s boss.
    A beautiful brutal ruler,
    Tender feast at dawn.

    Raven Archer.

  • Tribe

    October 9th, 2024
    Feel your heart,
    Beating slow.
    Empty your mind,
    Become the flow.

    Close your eyes,
    Open your eye.
    What do you see,
    Is it the Light?

    There’s a fire,
    Some cannot see.
    It’s not their fault,
    Just let them be.

    Connect and rise,
    All becomes one.
    See all the dots,
    Glow of the sun.

    There’s a tribe,
    Not far from here.
    Holes in stones,
    Rooms stocked in.

    Warm dry air,
    Female rushing by.
    Helping one another,
    Even through the fights

    Trees nearby,
    Let’s go and roam.
    Pick up some food,
    Long dusty road.

    Seek and you’ll find,
    But never the tribe.
    It is protected,
    By the bright and the wise.

    Raven Archer
  • Daughter

    October 9th, 2024
    Rebellious from the start
    Drawing outside the lines
    Visions thorough and sharp
    Never seeing in black or white

    Always leaving a mark
    Spectrum that's broad and wide
    Vicious yet staying calm
    Questioning everything on sight

    Raising your hand the most
    Sweet daughter of the light
    Mind wonders searching for more
    A witch to swallow them all on sight

    Deep and philosophical thoughts
    Willpower that is magnetized
    Show up random like storm
    Supremacy that is sublime.

    Raven Archer

  • Torch Lady

    September 27th, 2024
    The moon is shining,
    And so are you.
    Guiding the way,
    So I may pass through.

    Incredible journey,
    So much learned.
    Great experiences,
    Things always felt.

    Over my shoulder,
    Having my back.
    Through and through,
    Lady In Black.

    Blood on my lips,
    Holy cup drips.
    Wisdom in your voice,
    Tender and so sweet.

    Torch in your hand,
    Passing through walls.
    Can’t see your face,
    You wear no mask.

    Queen of the Night,
    I know who you are.
    You always see me,
    I know who I am.

    Long black coat,
    Hair to your waist.
    Stars by the millions,
    A crown on your head.

    Raven Archer.

  • Worshipper

    September 26th, 2024
    You hear my heels, and start to shake,
    Waiting for my entrance, craving my taste.

    Eager to offer, your soul for me to take,
    I am the Queen, your beloved Mistress.

    The one you live for, and always obey,
    I am the puppeteer, and you are my clay.

    Your dreams and nightmares, I can create,
    Feeling on fire, when you say my name.

    I set the trends, I am fucking insane,
    And you loving it, my obedient slave.

    The moon is set, and the deed is paved,
    I see your fears, I am in your head.

    Owned by me, you don’t need the chains,
    Swallowed by me, leaving you drained.

    Raven Archer.

  • Bubble

    September 25th, 2024
    Summoning a regenerating bubble, 
    So my path it may protect.
    May any shadowed projections,
    Be kept from me and contained.

    Any negative energy aimed my way,
    Is only directed straight to yourself.
    So, be safe when you think of me,
    Only thoughts filled with love instead.

    I am the spider who weaves quietly,
    I am the raven who holds the pen.
    I am the bird who flies freely,
    An impenetrable bubble protects this space.

    May this bubble continue to regenerate,
    As it surrounds me with flaming light.
    May the Sun keep me protected and safe,
    While I remain connected to my guide.

    Raven Archer.
    Photo: Raven, January 2024.

  • Rose

    September 24th, 2024
    As you unfold your petals
    You feel one of your thorns
    It stings, cuts and burns,
    So sharp you start to drip blood
    Soon you must center yourself
    Realize you’re not your thorns
    Relax and take a deep breath
    Remember to stay above
    The petals are red and bright
    They’re huge, soft and strong
    Possessing an unforgettable scent
    Inspiring feelings of love and awe
    The caretaker who planted you
    Is wise, gentle, and a bit worn
    Like a gentle observant grandfather
    Established in his golden throne
    He caters to you with gentle care
    Prays with you at every dawn
    Soon you have many stems
    You thrive in his dedicated love
    There are so many petals
    Bringing youth to his soul
    It’s a beautiful love story
    The caretaker and his rose.

    Raven Archer

  • She

    September 24th, 2024
    Despite the searches and the hunting,
    She remains safe; he never found her

    Birthmarks, skills, and past lives,
    He is not looking for many,
    He is looking for one.

    From her cup, he may never drink;
    It’s in her nature to remain free.

    Raven Archer.

  • Black Throne

    September 23rd, 2024
    There is a black throne,
    On top of the highest hill.
    That’s made up of stones,
    Guarded by two beasts.

    Surrounded by warmth,
    Underneath the crater.
    My dragon is beside me,
    Where I feel much safer.

    Long staircase,
    Lava has them in.
    They always scream,
    Giving me such bliss.

    The guards stand tall,
    Their faces are dark;
    The spears are sharp,
    They bite they don’t bark.

    The sky lights me up,
    The moon and the sun.
    A mirror of my own,
    How sweet we are one.

    I sit on my black throne,
    It’s one of my homes.
    I can be where I want,
    I am always free to roam.

    Raven Archer.

  • Purge

    September 22nd, 2024
    Be still and look into my eyes,
    While my nails dig through your heart.
    This is what you get for betraying me,
    Oh, please, don’t look at me like that.

    I warned you when you first met me,
    That my love can be raw and pure.
    Why did you play games with me then?
    Look at you now getting torn up like a fool.

    Before I finish taking your heart out,
    I really must confess.
    I’m enjoying how much blood is gushing out,
    Wait, don’t fall asleep just yet!

    Remember when you choked me,
    The threats and the many slaps?
    What about the head concussions?
    I surely remember all of that.

    Crap, your bleeding like crazy,
    It’s going to get on my heels.
    Don’t die just yet though,
    Because I am enjoying the thrill.

    Of getting my justice,
    After so many years.
    So much pain experienced,
    So many tears.

    I’m doing the world a favor,
    By taking you out.
    Protect the safe men instead,
    Take out the clowns.

    See, I really loved you,
    Even throughout the hits.
    I’m over it now and seek closure,
    Give me your heart, I’ll start with this.

    Raven Archer.

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