Crow

 

Flow down blood river flow

Enchanted chants the black crow

On a tree in a meadow

He sees the widow

 

Dressed in black leaning back

Hanging from a tree on the river bank

Sparkling eyes and dark black skin

The raven has seen the soul within

 

Beak of stone and feather of steel

Scars of time waiting to heal

Bleeding the crow on dead branch of wood

As the widow was stitching his open wound

 

He heard her weeping wiped her tears

He drank her sadness devoured her fears

With fire that blackens yet never cleanse

He took her sorrows cleared her sins

 

Three hundred heavy feathers

Attached together

With thirty silver rings

Pierced to his wings

 

And three thorns surrounding his heart

One for each rose that went apart

What’d you call a crow and a widow

Both are black they’re dress in shadow

 

Dead crows they saw in a distance under

One crow is one, but many are murder

He took her widow along to his heaven

Chanting and counting from one to seven

 

One for sorrow, two for joy

Three for a girl, four for a boy

Five for silver, six for gold

Seven for a secret never to be told.

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews are welcomed

Reviews

[WritersRankings]

You seem to have found your muse again and are writing powerful verse my friend. Your style is powerfully evocative and precise in imagery. I invite you to write about social themes that go beyond mere verse, for you are one of the few poets I know that has the power to change the world through your work.

[M.Kilani]

I really find your words most encouraging, and I thank you for such a review and such faith in my words, yet I'm once again without a muse nor inspiration to write, but I'd love to give it a try, perhaps if you let me know what theme you have in mind, I might find something in my old writings or regain the inspiration to write again.
Thanks once again.
Regards,
Mohammad.

[Laura Ashley Lord]

Ah that last stanza was stellar. Loved the entire piece, but that made this whole dark children's rhyme sort of feeling that I adore.

[BatFan38]

I loved it!

[A.r. Bazian]

Lines that need tweaking:
"One crow is one, but many are murder"
... But many asunder!
"Seven for a secret never to be told."
... a secret, ever untold!

those are my suggestions... for the flow and rhyme!

an amazing write man, amazing!
fix them and it'll be perfect!

[Nyida Strong]

Oh my... I have to shelve this in my library. I love the myths of crows and ravens. This poem reminded me of all those stories. Thank you for sharing.

N. Strong

[B. Maaitah]

it's amazing, the rhyme is astonishing, the story line is captivating, and it's got the perfect ending for a great masterpiece...

[Coyote Poetry]

'One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for a girl, four for a boy
Five for silver, six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told."
A amazing story. I like crows. A bird of great mystery. No weakness in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Bailey B.]

I luv the story here in the poem as well as the imagery. A great read and a favorite!

[The Winter Grey]

Really good, I enjoyed the similarities between the crow and the widow, and always your vivid imagery.

[Cherrie Palmer]

You always tie everything together so effortlessly, the title caught my eye and then I noticed it was written by you and I knew it would be great.