Crow Maybe

Oughtn't need explaining ... crows never do.

 

clouds

moon

birds

feather

 

lightening

strikes

burning

 

lavender light

 

acrid

smoke

rises

high 

 

all around

me

destruction

 

soon i

find

purpled bird

at my feet

 

purpled

darkened

green

 

fire 

glowing

lights

the world

 

crow

knowing 

flies up

 

no death

can

defy

 

as spirit

reaches

far

beyond

sky

Author's Note

Crow, raven, corvids ... very important within my life. Very smart birds.

Reviews

[somethingaboutu]

I love how this poem illustrates an almost post-apocalyptic world of destruction and simultaneously the idea of the spirit reaching freedom and piece at last.
Written in simple, strong words.
I really enjoyed reading this!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

between light and shadow~ prismatic wisdom flutters through~ your word strings play a song of exquisite nuances ~ I am so very glad you are here~ =)~

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Lizzyrs,

I do enjoy a good poet from my Home City. I also enjoy a good poet who can indeed put pen to paper, or keys to screen and come out with something so good. An excellent work.

Regards,

Matthew

[Crow]

I love the darkness, then that is a given. The real beauty is in the freedom of the soul and spirit.