Murder of Crows. A poem.

Posted bystevestillstandingPosted inMental Health, Poetry, WritingTags:, , , , , , , , , ,

A tendency to exaggerate.
Variable and inconsistent,
A migratory bird, unaware
Which hemisphere is up
Or what time of year it is.

A mountain and a molehill,
Keynotes of your dependency.
Furtive and insecure
And longing for approval;
All wayward illegitimacy.

Time to find the truth within
And not try so hard
To be party to an
Estranged and inconsolable
Murder of crows.

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I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

8 thoughts on “Murder of Crows. A poem.”

  2. One thing is certain here
    you want to find the truth
    everybody wants to find it
    truth makes our soul free
    free from that small booth
    we all know as ignorance
    getting to see through lies
    makes our souls soothe.

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