Ebony Calls Collaboration With Poet Joseph May

Haunted by a Black Bird sitting in a tree Gray clouds swirling are all I can see Confusion is wrapped up in a mystery As a Black Bird tilts its head, looking at me In the midst of winter on branches bare The Ebony bird continues to stare A storm is coming as its caws declare Soon, snowflakes will be everywhere Chilling Ebony calls, with Ivory on the way The eye of the storm is nearby today Cackling answers will come into play To unravel life's clues, here where I stay Snowfall begins, the storm is extreme All through the night, it falls as it deems I drift off to sleep in this wintry theme Haunted by a Black Bird cawing in my dream Heidi Sands and Joseph May 3/4/18