COVETING CROWS

 

Flight

There is a bloom bursting in the bleak of winter
There are shadows that lurk in the sun’s embrace
There is a crow overhead looking mean and sinister
There’s an order disordered in time and space

Flap

There is a light that shines on shadows in autumn
There is pain in the thorn of the blooming brier
There is a crow that flies though nobody sees him
There is deception in things we think we desire

Fear

There are people are laughing without rhyme or reason
There are others counting up all they have lost
There is beauty in bloom no matter the season
While that crow overhead is counting up the cost.

Fall

There is a shadow overhead watching us wither
There is a bird in flight just biding his time
There is destruction flapping on feathers that flutter
There is a crow who now covets our reason to rhyme.

All Words and Pictures by Damien B. Donnelly

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