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Troubadour Crow

Black who I be Carrion my feed Common is my flight Hidin’ - still - Back of my fellow Raven’s roost I’ll steal away your pain If you’ll but allow me Simple ‘Cause it’s also mine All yea got to do Is choose Known your secrets Can’t hide ’m from me Does that make me Your enemy? Black Who I be Carryin’ away your heart on wing Chargin’ your spirit’s battery Requires your permit Yea, black…who I be Snatchin’ opportunity Findin’ where they be Known possibility ‘Cause Black that’s who I be! Black’s in all souls Don’t mean you ain’t got one Black is who we be Magpie’s make good company Especially for tea Especially For tea!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/7/2012 1:46:00 PM
Congratulations JohnB on your poetry being featured this week. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/7/2012 11:51:00 AM
Sounds just like the three who live in our old pine tree. Fascinating birds - fascinating poem. Congrats on the selection. daver
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