NABLOPOMO : DEATH’S BOOK IS LOST

The  book was gone  and all was panic

Death  was furious,  the whole place was frantic.

Angrily he paced the wooden  floors

Searching  every room and slamming all the doors.

Things were desperate, so he call the other horsemen in

He  knew that they were busy  causing  war, plague  and strife

Ruining   crops,  watching  people die  and generally spoiling everone’s life .

They came leaving chaos in their withering wake

“Lost the book” sneered War , plague coughed famine asked was there any cake?

The Angel of death  was hiding  from he who was dressed   in cowl and carrying a scythe

Death was frantic he new without his book those who should be dead would be staying alive.

It was famine that found him  while he searching for nourishment

The angel of death  hiding in the fridge , ” he’s in here Death” famine shouted as he took the cheese and went.

Death was too angry to hang about any more .

Come on  we have to search, Now , Shouting for his horse he rushed out of the door!

So the four  horse  men of the Apocalypse followed  by the sulking angel of death

They went forth to find the book , they’d search the earth , width and breadth !!

TO BE CONTINUED.

Muscical Theme : Corvidae

Today’s  theme is  Corvidae

 

cosmopolitan family of oscine passerinebirds that contains the crowsravensrooksjackdaws

jays,magpiestreepieschoughs and nutcrackers. The common English names used are corvids (more technically)

or the crow family (more informally), and there are over 120 species. The genus Corvus, including the jackdaws,

crows and ravens, makes up over a third of the entire family.

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All about  the Ravens at the Tower Of London as told  by  the Raven Master

 

 

 

 

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Joni Mitchell Black Crow

 

Crows, Ravens , Jays, Jackdaws, and the like have always been part of legends from all over the world.

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The Crow Angel

 

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She fell to earth without warning

it was early and the sky was full of the colours of a new day’s dawning.

She was freezing and had never felt so alone

without her kin and so far from home.

Never had she felt this cold even though she was three millennia old.

She was weeping silently when she was approached by some crows, one, two ,three.

Gentle sister why do you weep why are you here

your eyes are wide and you smell of fear.

Brothers and sisters I have been exiled from heaven

and I do not know if I will ever be forgiven.

Sister, asked the largest crow what is your crime, that from heaven you have been told to go.

With downcast eyes she replied I fell in love with one , to me forbidden then to conceal this fact I lied.

Is it a sin to fall in love, asked the second crow, her slender neck inclined.

We thought love came from up above we often see the humans kissing arms entwined .

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OH! I don’t know what to do said the angel,

her heart feeling as if it were rent in two.

The third crow, the smallest and the youngest asked her where is the one she loved .

With her head in her hands she cried, he is banished too.

He is gone, Lost to me I don’t know what to do.

The smallest crow sent forth a call which summoned their flock one and all.

We can help you angel dear we will help you find your love have no fear.

Then the skies  from far and wide were filled with black crows answering the littlest crows cries!

For now I can relate no more as I am tired and my eyes are sore .

I shall be back ere soon and tell you more.

There are two more little chapters to this tale if you wish to know  what happens to the angel, 

This Chapter can be found at https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2012/11/15/the-crow-angel/

the other two installments follow on.

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Raven Chant by The Wand and the Moon

Lyrics  here 

The Blue Jay

 

 

The name of the song comes from a street located high in the Hollywood Hills West, Los Angeles overlooking Sunset Strip where George Harrison rented a house at Blue Jay Way during August 1967. The home affords panoramic views of Hollywood and much of the Los Angeles Basin. It is located on a hillside of narrow, winding roads, difficult to navigate on a foggy night — thus creating the backdrop for the opening lines of the song:

 

“There’s a fog upon L.A., and my friends have lost their way.”

 

According to Harrison: “Derek Taylor got held up. He rang to say he’d be late. I told him on the phone that the house was in Blue Jay Way. And he said he could find it OK… he could always ask a cop. So I waited and waited. I felt really knackered with the flight, but I didn’t want to go to sleep until he came. There was a fog and it got later and later. To keep myself awake, just as a joke to pass the time while I waited, I wrote a song about waiting for him in Blue Jay Way. There was a little Hammond organ in the corner of this house which I hadn’t noticed until then… so I messed around on it and the song came.”

 

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The Celtic Witch

 

I am the Celtic Witch I was once, one of three. I live in yonder castle it was home to my two sisters and me. I have not much left now that is dear to me there is my fine armoured stallion,my dragon and my ravens three.

I am a dragon mistress that was what fate dealt my way my red hair marks me as such, yes it is as the legions say. I am not to be trifled with I am only for the brave for fine words or fine swords will not hinder me.

I was out hunting with my dragon and my steed I was busy chasing my quarry  and I did not my ravens heed. They came to tell me the news but I was too busy to hear.

My heart was ripped away from me when finding on my return that those evil witch hunters had taken my sisters away and had them burned. I vow I shall have revenge those evil witch hunters will pay I shall reek revenge on them they will regret the day, they took my sisters and burned them at the stake. I shall not forgive them that is not a mistake I shall make.

I will not sleep nor eat no drink shall pass my lips I shall wear two swords one at each of my hips. No fine words will sway me no fine swords could make me fear I shall avenge my sisters as they are all I hold dear.

So now I shall prepare myself my mission it is clear  I need to gather close to me just what I have left that is  dear to me there is my fine armoured stallion, my dragon and my ravens three.I shall fight for you my sisters I shall slay them all you’ll see.

 

 

 

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/the-celtic-witch/

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Trailer for the controversial film the crow. :

The Crow is a 1994 American supernatural action film directed by Alex Proyas, written by David J. Schow

and John Shirley, and starring Brandon Lee in his final film appearance. Based on James O’Barr‘s

1989 comic book of the same name, it tells the story of Eric Draven (Lee), a rock musician who is revived

from the dead to avenge his murder and that of his fiancée.

Lee was accidentally killed during filming, and The Crow was consequently his last film. Unfinished scenes

that were to feature Lee were dealt with by rewrites and digital special effects. The Crow was dedicated to Lee and his fiancée, Eliza.

The film opened at the top of the box office and was a critical and commercial success. It also achieved a strong cult status.

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