Love Crow Poems

Two crows upon a pole were poised
On this tranquil August evening
Count one for sorrow, two for joy
In the golden daylight leaving

But no one else was...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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Like the Zues to Prometheous 
You’ve gifted me a cruel fate
My heart is torn, my love you hate.
A crow greets me to eat my heart,
For...

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Storm into my heart with your blues
And make them my own
Eclipse my emerald eyes in such passion
I will never feel alone
Rain upon my neck with...

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one grey day i felt the sky start falling
as the big black crow came calling
he brings a message ,nobody wants to hear
he brings the message...

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As though treasure lost
Cuckoo chirps in rhyme hiccups 
Eggs lay in crow’s nest
She knows crow will care her chicks 
For mother, every child’s hers

Does cuckoo...

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I am more than just a black bird called a crow
I like to play, prank and even steal things as I go
I mimic sounds and...

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Vampire bat with an injured wing.
Swoops through the air with a bit of a swing.
Crow drops down with a caw and a ring.
It is glamorous,...

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Do not judge bird with black coloured wing,
“ugly looking thief that cannot sing!” 
“snatches from others so it can feed!”
A bird linked to death, darkness...

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Great Spirit
Who is the center of all circles
light, life, directions, colors and love
I give you my heart....Wayne William Snellgrove     Saulteaux Tribe...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like...

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Raymond Magpie fell in love with a crow.
When she was around, he was a glow.
It cannot be true!
Said Mother Prue.
I will bring him home by...

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In my yard, chitter-chatter resounds;
grey squirrels ordering me to, 
leave the pears on the ground for them.
I glance slowly upwards, 
seeing one nearly fall from...

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I was at the bar tonight – I’m sorry, father

I am the crow of the night, so don’t bother,

Releasing me, for I have wings of...

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On hallowed ground behind the etched-stone marker
roses, withered, shriveled, disturbed by crows,
now unwillingly tumble and scatter to the after
like wisps of nothingness colliding with the...

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