CROW - poem

Crow

all you want, silhouette of darkness
chanting your exploits
from the peak of my next door
neighbour’s house.

If only you could talk, what tales
to tell of your seeking, a
bum rap, bird of nightfall, stealing
eggs they say
from nesting brothers

but I know better. You’re
watching me, unsure of what I’ll do
thinking I’ll tell cousin Raven
you’re the smartest of them all

and if only Bald Eagle
would challenge you,
you’d fix him with your stare

and climb the sky like a
rocket, not needing any thermals
to launch your pride.

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