Raven’s call

Raven’s call

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder

The raven’s call,
Long and sonorous,
Is the battlecry of Fall;
It’s a sound
Which yellow
The leaves in fear,
Shaking the boughs
Of trees,
Down to their sprigs;
Waking morning risers
In their toilet stalls;
“I’m here,” it bellows,
As men slowly head
For the gallows,
Factories and taverns,
Under the eye
Of Nature’s kapos.

© 2019 Maxwell Ryder

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Natures Kapos, that's good
I live in an area (forested) where the Raven is quite prominent, the alpha bird, and have also written about it
They are actually a very garrulous, social bird that shares 'the area' with you, almost like a friendly neighbor
But they do have that connotation
Good write

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