Poem -
Cemetery Crows
Ashen tis parched loam
Moonbeams on starkness roam
Across valleys as corvid fly
Rush of wings wave good-bye
Harken toll on weathered stone
Faded scripts fall unknown
Obscure crows align decay
Effigies bow heads to pray
Rank tis oppressive air
Flowers once resided there
Birds donβt seem to mind
Dwelling amongst own kind
Awaiting for next feast
To swoop like ravenous beast
Condemn not for innate features
Survival keen in all creatures
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HEY LISAΒ
I LOVED ITΒ
RUSH OF WINGS WAVE GOOD~BYE
CHILLS!!
DESERVE 5 STARSπ
thank you so much I am so glad to see you again, will head over to catch your latest
So good to read your work! π€ Here are some of my favorite lines:
"Condemn not for innate features
Survival keen in all creatures"
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"Rank tis oppressive air
Flowers once resided there"
Like a remnant of a memory in bittersweet reverie. Love love your work!
CO
thanks CO
one of your best I believe! love it Lisa!.........................................................Jim
thanks Jim I am so glad you can appreciate my darknessΒ
No matter how dark .. this looks very pretty pinned :)Β
Thanks Neville if this keeps up You might even make me blushβ¦.βΊοΈ