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As the Crow Dies

Look down at me 
From thy beak
Give me thou crow like stare
Feed my fear 
With darkened glare
Feathers erased by air

Pages many
Thy secrets held
Our hubris was a trap
Spells dispelled
Thy wings expand
In the night thee flap

Moon in sky
This is thy realm
Dark spirits are afloat
 A cursed bird
No friends or foe
Never to sing a note

Books in piles
Will not be read
The writers all long dead
Language has passed 
Along with Man
We didn’t listen to what was said.

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Michelle Mac Donald Date: 8/6/2025 6:34:00 AM Good morning, Richard . I love bird's but crows Haven never been my forte . They are extremely loud, sound somewhat vulgar. They are also thieves, they raid the nests or smaller, seemingly defenceless birds, so they are often attracted by the airborne parents. Still, great poem, thanks for sharing! Best wishes, Mikki Login to Reply

Rowena Velasco Date: 7/25/2025 5:56:00 PM Hey Richard, this poem has such a haunting, mysterious vibe—like the crow itself is a dark messenger watching over us. I really felt the mood you created with the imagery of lost knowledge and fading language. Powerful and thought-provoking! Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/27/2025 4:34:00 PM Thanks Rowena. I wrote it from a picture prompt.

Susan Ashley Date: 7/20/2025 10:01:00 AM Dear Richard, your verse is dark and eloquent. The sense of impending doom permeates each stanza and your last stanza is especially striking if not prophetic. I love crows and their symbolism and I adore the tone of this piece. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/22/2025 1:11:00 PM Thanks Susan.

Paige Hind Date: 7/19/2025 2:55:00 PM Some dark imagery, you captured a crow's atmosphere well :) Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/22/2025 1:11:00 PM Thanks Paige.

John Loving Iii Date: 7/17/2025 5:25:00 PM Language? You have me comprehinding how much of our language is Slang. Not longer Thee's or Thou's that were once with in our reach. But surely slang has something to do with it. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/22/2025 1:12:00 PM That is true.

Tom Woody Date: 7/15/2025 6:15:00 AM Eerie and foreboding but with a poignant message at the end Richard. We didn't listen. I expanded on this theme also featuring a raven in my poem Time Traveler. Wishing you an awesome week Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/16/2025 7:04:00 AM Thanks Tom. I’ll check it out.

Eileen Manassian Date: 7/13/2025 12:16:00 PM Intriguing... it's eerie and makes one feel like disaster is coming. That last stanza really leaves one wishing they had heeded the warning. Hope you're doing well, Richard. You can take on any prompt and challenge. Hugs Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/14/2025 9:07:00 PM I am well thanks. Always great to have a visit from you. Hugs Rick.

Hilda Greenhough Date: 7/13/2025 11:08:00 AM I notice the futuristic tones of your poem. It's quite frightening to see such Orwellian changes to our world. I'm thankful that you wrote it and brought attention to our lost way. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/14/2025 9:06:00 PM Indeed it is. So much has happened in the last 6 months. Thanks for reading and leaving a comment.

Suzette Richards Date: 7/13/2025 3:54:00 AM The title drew me in. I heard it said that crows held 'funerals' for their departed ... Also, they don't forget faces (human and crow) and form lifelong alliances or hold grudges. The raven on the other hand is more laid back, and that might be the reason why it is often referenced in symbolism. I love this cautionary tale you wove with your pen, Rick, especially the closing line. Have a great Sunday. :) Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/14/2025 9:03:00 PM They are amazing birds. Thanks for adding your thoughts.

John Loving Iii Date: 7/11/2025 3:09:00 PM A sad narrative. I looked at the discription that would match the vision of this particular bird. And still I think you forgot the part It plays in horror stories. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/11/2025 5:04:00 PM Please explain your thinking. What exactly do you feel I forgot and how did you arrive at your conclusion?

Ink Empress Date: 7/11/2025 10:00:00 AM How poetically eloquent and well woven is this dear richard, you always write in such creative ways and this is no exception! Another exquisite write really! I love especially "Feed my fear With darkened glare Feathers erased by air" your poem does have the poe ish feel to it and is definitely worthy of all the accolades and a fave! Pleasure reading you! Sending you light always Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/11/2025 5:05:00 PM Much appreciated. Always a pleasure to have you visit.

Anne Winter Date: 7/11/2025 5:21:00 AM How beautiful your writing style is...wow...a very thoughtful poem Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/11/2025 7:44:00 AM You are kind. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 7/10/2025 3:02:00 PM Hello Richard, I love how you use the crow as both a symbol and a sentinel like a keeper of secrets, a judge of our hubris, a silent observer in a world that’s forgotten how to listen. The spells dispelled and wings flapping in the night it’s like you’ve conjured an entire mythology in just a few stanzas. I Love Crows. Summer Blessings, My Friend, Daniel Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/10/2025 5:58:00 PM Blessing to you as well. Thanks for dropping by.

Andrea Dietrich Date: 7/10/2025 10:17:00 AM A very insightful message, Richard. Very Poe-ish sounding too Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/10/2025 5:59:00 PM Thanks. It kind of wrote itself.

Bill Baker Date: 7/9/2025 8:35:00 PM I like the way the poem became more mysterious in the ending verses. Great rhyming and good flow throughout the poem. A poet friend in Texas, Bill Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 7/10/2025 5:48:00 AM Thanks Bill. I appreciate you reading and commenting.