Suzanne Delaney Poet Free verse

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 May 27, 2021 at 11:18 AM Poignant poem, Suzanne ~

Poet Destroyer A April 26, 2015 at 8:06 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 April 5, 2015 at 3:52 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 April 14, 2015 at 1:50 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 November 9, 2013 at 9:22 AM Fantastic imagery. One can feel the grief in the line...'witness aimless circles....'

Kathryn Collins November 6, 2013 at 9:52 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

Poet. Undertaker November 5, 2013 at 10:34 AM great work Suzanne.excellent. (: )Jenish.

Poet Tacito November 4, 2013 at 3:59 PM The flight, the grief...damn. This hit hard. Excellent job!

Dr.Ram Mehta November 4, 2013 at 5:58 AM Very touchy write, Suz

Carrie Richards November 3, 2013 at 5:23 PM One can feel the plight of the crows, and the smoke in the eyes......well done!!

Nette Onclaud November 3, 2013 at 10:34 AM a dark captivating portrait of "death" in its many forms, suz... greeat work!...:) huggs