November 3, 2014
Escape the Murder
The crows, cloaked in night
with watchful beady eyes
cry out like wanderers
foes in disguise
A murder, throng of beating feathers
patrols through the midnight sky
they flock, they cackle
observed by the glowing crescent of the night
He hastens among them
a blur of sleek black
but his glassy eyes house wariness
Fly afar from the flock
Luminescence rides upon the churning clouds
shadows dance upon the ground
the rustle of feathers
like malevolent whispers
Fly afar from the flock.
I've discovered that I am rather fond of poetry. The way the words lace together and flow so beautifully - it is simply magical.
I couldn't muster up the perfect story idea for NaNoWriMo this month, so I've decided to take it slow and search for one among my poems.
That's beautiful. Your poetry is amazing. I wish I could write poetry.
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you! I never thought that I could write poetry either, but it turned out to be rather simple and fun. You should give it a try!
Deleteyour words paint a beautiful, wild picture in my mind. <3
ReplyDeleteThat is so wonderful to hear, Sarah! Thank you.
DeleteThis is beautiful! One of the best poems I've ever read!
ReplyDeleteOh, Eve! You are such a dear. Thank you, truly.
DeleteI love your how you use your language. Not just in the poem, but just your writing-style is really neat!
ReplyDeleteFeel free to drop by qskol.blogspot.com - the translator probably doesn't fit your standards, but I guess you'll get the idea (:
My goodness, you are incredibly talented!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Well thought out. I am very impressed :)
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful! I wish I had the time and dedication to participate in NaNoWriMo. My favourite poem is Porphyria's Lover by Robert Frost.
ReplyDeleteAmazingly written! You should publish poetry more often :)
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