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The Grief of Crows

Soaring above the bushfire's flames, astounded crows, blacker than charred tree trunks, flap spectral wings. Numb with loss, no caws drone out. Wind rushes in updrafts from the smoky heat: to rise as a vengeful spirit, to hammer at fleeing pinions, to witness aimless circles above coal black trees, now absent of rough stick nests. Suzanne Delaney

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Line Gauthier

Date: 5/27/2021 11:18:00 AM

Poignant poem, Suzanne ~

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/26/2015 8:06:00 PM

Hi Suz, stopping by for a second read.. I was also checking in to see if you are still in the soup. I see your poems. But you haven't been active. I do hope you return... HUGs.. LINDA

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/5/2015 3:52:00 PM

SUZ, Dropped by to say hi and congratulate you on having your poem selected by Soup's Administration. This is a wonderful poem to have featured on the homepage. Have yourself a Happy Easter ~Always & Forever~ LINDA

Suzanne Delaney
Date: 4/14/2015 1:50:00 AM

Hi Linda: So great to hear from you. I haven't been here these past few months. Time to return I think, Thanks for remembering me, Hugs, SuZ

Monterey Sirak

Date: 11/9/2013 9:22:00 AM

Fantastic imagery. One can feel the grief in the line...'witness aimless circles....'

Kathryn Collins

Date: 11/6/2013 9:52:00 AM

Hi Suz - I wrote a lovely comment about your misplaced crows and it got lost in a computer glitch. How sensitive these last two poems. A muse on death and how universal it is - devastating- human and animal. When I see a hit-by-a car deer in the road, a sadness comes over me. I think of my daughter Jeannie's death somehow. Lonely. love, Kathy