Post by thefleetsin on Aug 27, 2018 19:02:34 GMT
as the crow cries
as i perched
both warned and weary
at my dock
of endless query
came to me
this band of old
both in satire
and in bold.
was the birds
i often witnessed
as my eyes
of wanton vision
for they came to nest by me
on the house
and
in my trees.
prattling on in chimes of reasons
loft in goals
and
hidden treasons
so the crows
to me portend
visions of my own defense
nested here
as we both do
mixing up
our human brew.
sjw 08/27/18 inspired at this very moment in time as the crows return like metered rhyme.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
as i perched
both warned and weary
at my dock
of endless query
came to me
this band of old
both in satire
and in bold.
was the birds
i often witnessed
as my eyes
of wanton vision
for they came to nest by me
on the house
and
in my trees.
prattling on in chimes of reasons
loft in goals
and
hidden treasons
so the crows
to me portend
visions of my own defense
nested here
as we both do
mixing up
our human brew.
sjw 08/27/18 inspired at this very moment in time as the crows return like metered rhyme.
from the 'beauty series' of poems