- Non-Erotic Poetry
- crow bait
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I heard the crow cry
all day pacing the roadside
lamenting the path of sunlight
his head bobbing side to side.
Crow and good friend garter snake
had shared information on berry locations
and the death of said snake
was the only time crow ever cried.
I doubt I will forget
the grate of his caw on my ears,
as crow could only voice displeasure
his sadness, his loss, in wails and squawks
of how can I ever carry on, carry on?
- COMMENTS
bflagsstover 15 years agoThe second stanza is my favorite, it reminds me of how my niece explains things.
WickedEveover 15 years agoOhhh, crow poem. I like your animal poems. You should have a book of them by now.
