Crow Duds

Crows' BEAT

 

Crow Duds

 

 

Circle your fears

straw man the cat

ran away laughing

without the moon’s tongue

“Do me a Can Can”

won’t you “Cannot Man”?

Speak UP Come ON

 

Crow’s feet sidle along

narrowest single tracks

idly biding time for a better bid

an angle of Angelic proportion

Perception Rare of birdified BARD

“Fie! The feed is poison drenched”

CROWS our friend…

 

Held up by wire

singed a time or two be four

for lack of truth in lightning strikes

and Union wired ethics twice befitted

electric garland fetid retchers

over stretching corporate flockers

Feathers burning “OH YESSSSSSS! hahahahahaha!!!!”

…*digression*

 

Return, reiterate

extrapolate expansive Interpol

has a bullet proof

Necromancing Ideology

which reminds me…

 

“I once killed a CLOWN

The King brought him UP

and I took him DOWN

“Caws! Cause! Of course! Of course!”

 

So why dampen the effect

of hesitation with consternation

“Great, Grate, CAWS! Cause! Cause!”

Of course I feel “Tony Tiger”

Somewhat half rate sedated wanna be-ing.

 

The Scarecrow held perfectly

motionless watching the Crow

do an Irish Jig on the Magick line,

"Dance, dance, sweet, dark causation

and while you lose everything in turn

I’ll mark the passing time photo

metaphorically via moving stillness

grooving reverence evocative

of our unique friendship divine."

 

 

 

Robin

 

Reviews

[Dani California]

Interesting intertwining here...

Little boy blue
and the man on the moon
meet up with the scare crow..

and...
the jester... ?!!
just before his untimely demise

Surely...

you jest!

And in the meantime..

The crow..
doesn't really know
his foe,
below...

the wire.

This BEATS all Robin... !

It's GRRREEEEEAT! :)

[The Dark Priest]

I can't be so ruitine as to say "A Genius write!" or "Well done!" The fact that we write at all warrants those machine-like words. And since I don't follow these same roads as others may; here's my input.
Your writing voice is quite unique from what I am typically used to reading from others. What you have at face may appear to be simple when really the intertwined message beneath is far more than simplicit, but rather deep in each form of thought. This particular piece (and I apologize for this) actually reminds me of an acid trip. Not because of your choice of words or subject; but because in my world... These old world characters would appear if I were to do such a thing. After I get past this thought; now what I see is a rhythm. So in my individual world; I say to you, bravo! I am delighted to have had the chance to read this.
Write hard!
G.

[Angel's Lady]

You slivered silver-tongued, delightfully devilish, delectable dominion of manhood! What a wonderful weaving of words you have teasingly tripped across this proposed paper! Surely sheer genius erupts here like that proverbial volcano that smolders silkily under the slathered skin! Yum! Great write, Robin!