Crow On Cold Stones
Crow on cold stones
This black being making
A gas station appearance
Intersection traffic
Horns and lights
Sunset shortly
Walking stone to stone..
Ignoring noisy polluted
Starts and stops..
A stoic warrior
In our time of
Heedless searching..
Then he flew and I
Transcended his moment...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
