The Crow.

just a random thing i wrote

The creature stretches,
Wing to talon,
A dark mist,
It moves,
So fast,
So fast,
So sharp,
Its claws,
Glinting,
Shining,
In the sun,
Glowing,
Dark as the darkest dark,
Light as the lightest light,
Consumed,
By the white,
Snow white,
Taken away,
ATTACK!!!
ATTACK!!!
It shouts,
And screams,
The crow its self,
Is just a dream.

Author's Note

dont comment on the way it is broken up or the word choice unless u think it is like really bad its just a random thing that i wrote about that i saw while driving to elsworth.

Reviews

[Mica]

I like how the entire poem doesn't rhyme, yet the last few lines do. It's a nice way of wrapping it all up

[Mizuki Tsukiakari]

It's a very short poem, but it tells alot. The detail in it is very basic, and that's what I like most about it. ;p