As the Crows Gathered

As the Crows Gathered
By: Adam M. Snow
 
Surrounded by bodies of murder
the flocking and squawk arose.
Score of many rows on girder
feast of death drew the crows.
One to carry souls of many;
one onto life beyond life.
Yet was not the foe-of any-
to leave this world of strife.
 
The crows they flock,
they flock, they squawk;
flapping their wings tremendously.
They caw, they pecked,
they grew many in score
groups gathered more and more.
 
Blackened the sky with their endless flutter;
"But what of this?" I utter.
"My days are long now being nighted.
The crows around have united."
 
Feathers falling, covering the ground with black;
everywhere I look, it covers every crack.
The thought of death surrounds us all
before the crows, life will fall.
The ominous bank of crows like a cloud,
covers the world like an endless shroud.
Leaving I, overwhelm with fear
it is death lurking near.

 

The crows they gathered all in vast;
all is dark than a shadow cast.
They prey the lost and many more,
time has come for death to bore.

Author's Note

*NOTE*
1) This was an experimental poem, I was changing the rhyme scheme throughout.
2) Not many people know this but 'murder' also means a group of crows.

Reviews

[Becky C Strukamp]

I learned something new today. Thank you!!

Blackened the sky with their endless flutter;
"But what of this?" I utter.
"My days are long now being nighted.
The crows around have united."

Love that stanza. Enjoyed reading. You did very well with your experiment.

[Kimberly Smith]

wow nice

[Tate Morgan]

I see the changes throughout is the word murder in reference to a murder of crows as in a flock ?

[Poetic Beauty]

this has a bit of Poe and King mixed together. It is done with great detail which allows me to picture this tale in my mind. This stanza has the details I am talking about.

Feathers falling, covering the ground with black;
everywhere I look, it covers every crack.
The thought of death surrounds us all
before the crows, life will fall.
The ominous bank of crows like a cloud,
covers the world like an endless shroud.
Leaving I, overwhelm with fear
it is death lurking near.

[Brytt]

I love the symbolism of the crows. I also love the form. You say it was experimental, but it turned out amazingly. I am taking a creative writing course now and one of the lessons is "Play Around". I think that the changes in form and rhyme really work well for this poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this story. The crows can always make a good tale. Their mystery and eating habits make them a bird of opportunity. I like your story. Death and the crow allow the reader to see a bad vision. I like the ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[TheConjuringCat]

I feel smart because I did know a murder is a flock of crows. :)
I like experimental poems, especially this one. They give the writer a chance to do something a bit different, but still be themselves. I liked this poem very much and enjoyed reading!

[Demi Rose]

i like experimental poems. shows a writer is not afraid 2 try something new.

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Really dark and awesome! Absolutely LOVE it!

[Misty Blue Eyes]

WOW i did not know all this. i learned something today as well thank you for the poem it was truely scary

[Shelly Braen]

Magnificent! I adore this piece! Your style and flow are very unique, but subtle: dolce legato yet so very much maestoso, largo and grave all at once. You produce such fine feeling and story like quality that I was entranced. It is very much a grand symphony, telling a tale that Edgar Allen Poe himself would applaud. I find your brilliance ever shining with each piece of yours I read. Your method and tone are to die for. How dark and lovely!