The Crow

by N J Thornton   Aug 8, 2007


Oh! Ten ton,
the bags of life.

And I shot him;
the crow with a telegram.
He'd carried my being,
[and my baby's]
under his wing.

Now, I am not a mother.

His echo grated my nails
and soul
as he passed; screeching
"a rose is a rose is a rose."

Yet, I feel this weight!

Wasn't she worth the candle,
waning her to sleep;
nor isn't a heart worth a bandage
to mop these spilling beads?

No! Crow left; old as the hills,
and I clutch this burden.

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(For those who wish to know)
About the poem: it is about a mother grieving her baby daughters death. The crow represents death.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Todd

    I'm sure you don't need any input from me, but where obviously the majority of the poem is about a specific event you are conveying, it's the first stanza that I read many times over. Ten ton indeed. Fantastic.

  • 17 years ago

    by ghosts in bloom

    This is brilliantly and breathtakingly written. I have read it a few times over, and gain something more each time. A very nice job, keep them coming.

    Take Care,
    [:

  • 17 years ago

    by Seth

    I thought it was quite blunt. No feeling behind it. I'm sure you find your poems unique. But what good is a poem if no one can understand it but yourself. All you're poems are confusing and hold no emotion behind them.. Just meaningless rambles. Thanks for trying though. Keep it up. Maybe you'll impress me. But as of now. Ya...

  • 17 years ago

    by Sondos

    Wow

    that is amazing

    Your poetry never ceases to amaze me.

    This poem was unsual and I really enjoyed it.

    Fab

    Sondos

    X

  • 17 years ago

    by Edward D Zurovec

    An astounding poem Silver, Yet very sad.
    A crow with a telegram
    he'd carried my being
    [and my baby's ]
    under his wing
    I'm still shooting crows as I also clutch this burden. Brilliant words dear Lady.
    Peace and Blessings

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