Silent
Dark
Gliding in on still wings
One
Two
More
Why now?
Coincidence?
Or are you truly messengers?
Sent to stir my thoughts
To Open my eyes
And my mind.
Quiet you sit watching
Dark shining eyes
Staring
Piercing
And then, as silently, you're gone
Leaving just thoughts
And questions.
A murder you are
Or should you be called elsewhat?
A puzzle?
A harbinger?
Time will tell
Or The Lady will
Dark
Gliding in on still wings
One
Two
More
Why now?
Coincidence?
Or are you truly messengers?
Sent to stir my thoughts
To Open my eyes
And my mind.
Quiet you sit watching
Dark shining eyes
Staring
Piercing
And then, as silently, you're gone
Leaving just thoughts
And questions.
A murder you are
Or should you be called elsewhat?
A puzzle?
A harbinger?
Time will tell
Or The Lady will
Very deep. I like it...
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem, Nigel! I know many people view them as pests but I love crows and ravens. Their mystical connection the spiritual realm is quite intriguing.
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