Black Poetry : Crow's Calling

GYPSYMAN

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A murder of crows sit outside my window
two dozen eyes fixed on a single pane
surely,
this medium changed over the years
but IS the same
winter~times find them hunched together
for solidarity more than warmth waiting
knowing the effect of blackwings in
icy grey mornings
I believe they NEVER eat, but survive on my living....
- cawing, calling to my dreams
pecking out the eyes till my sleep goes blind
so mostly.......I FALL A W A K E
bed still shaking I scream silent
~smell of dirty birds embedded in my head
bed sheets wet from V E R T I G O...-But
every night , my soul goes out
to where stars don't exist..
for some...THING....

....I can never quite remember...but it's
wounded and bleeding
- I've come to believe
afterall
~ it's where the crows do their feeding, breaking
wings for morsels of
my..... sanity
under a tree twisted - bearing stretched necks
stands.....one huge
amphibian
screeching !...W H O ' S N E X T !?!.....and

I
am always at
the head of the line
reaching back
to grab other's
to push them forward
only to discover...
They are ALL versions of
ME
at different times in my Life
..even ME
at age SIX with that gigantic afro and that look on his(my) face
says.."not me !!!..........You go !!! "
then all
the rest of "ME's"
push the
"now Me"
towards the tree...

...branches stand full with every watching scavenger
I feel the hemp against the skin of my jugular
and my Six year old twin (ME)
grin's
strangely familiar
screaming....

"I KNEW YOU'D NEVER CHANGE!! "


"I KNEW YOU'D NEVER CHANGE!! "



I



KNEW



YOU
WOULD



NEV





ER






CHANGE !!!!



I fall awake~ bed shaking
smell of rope choking.....holding tightly....

crows calling







~at my window.











On A Continuous Journey
Gypsyman
 
Just dropped in for the read ... and this is tight, I'm lovin' the word play dear poet! Your imagination paints a vivid picture that is full of color, even when this piece puts me in a mind of a "black & white photo" with the dark eerie colors of crows (demons)& the greys of a nightmare and/or evil dreamstate!

You brought me along right into your visions on this ~ feel me!

Much :heart: & respect ... miss our FREE-Q-UENT SIGH-FUR sugah~


N2 :)
 
G-Man
the crow is a perfect comparison to the demon that lives within your dreams...slowly letting life ebb away from a living thing which is what the crow is a master at..as does the demon take pieces of your soul, to let you waken in fear to find it was all a dream..but the fear still seems real somehow...and leaves you wondering if it really was "just a dream"....

K
 
N2

~You have found
the purposeful
shadows clenching
you read and get
P U L L E D................. N

2

this
... coal and chalk colored
landscape
only
found
N
nightmares
that lead u 2
believe
N
No escape
from demon's with the
call of crow's
ancient foes
in repose
yet active.........
I approach battlefields
blood-filled and dead body deep...

everytime

I

sleep.


Peace N2............................thanks 4 the read
g-man
 
Kitana

Surely we ALL have "fell awake"......questioning our reality.....When we are awake and going through our daily lives..are we REALLY dreaming ??.......and when we sleep and dream....are we really dreaming or is That when we are actually existing and changing our fate? ........are Crow's one of the ties.... amongst other being's ???

"Many questions.....many quest's to complete here and there"
Gypsyman
 

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