Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Free verse

Infectious Warbling

Pox pigeon carrier of pestilent tidings,
those carcase messages
kiln blow in the air
like urn ashes

What dour condor news
does thou fading twilight beak bring?
Witching hour hex blues
only the grave vex tomb vulture sing

Let the dirt breathers 
allow a woe amplitude of fear
to impregnate their ear
So every womb bereaver
will shed a stillborn tweet tear

Haughty hope gasp dies
in the darkness of pre-dawn
As cryo crows of the nether voyage
carrion wave crypt cries,
from broken vial eyes, 
of next-gen passenger pawns

Hear the infectious warbling,
a decaying flesh sound
of ill vibrations
O howl 
the boo ravens abound
Void sickly the caw noise sing

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Heidi Sands July 13, 2020 at 1:57 PM Powerful writing as always Freddie. Well done :)

Winged Warrior July 12, 2020 at 11:49 PM You're always on top of the game my friend...I see your powerful writing hasn't wavered...best wishes Freddie...^WW^ :o)

Lawrence Sharp July 12, 2020 at 12:57 AM As always, RomWar, your expressions are creative, arcane and very timely. Another great piece of dynamic, 21st Century poetry, my friend.

Silent One July 11, 2020 at 7:33 AM This one is a bid dark and of course could have different meanings.. your pen is so powerful my friend..

Vijay Pandit July 10, 2020 at 12:35 PM I hear those sounds through your words, Freddie--summer is a good time for the variety out there. Infectious warbling it is.