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Crows on a Wire
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Crows on a Wire |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America 
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 Free Music it's clear to me the light pole wire is full again squawking crows littering the ground beneath them foul droppings from Satan’s minions perched atop the wire which droops from weight of the imps committing a blasphemous devilish curse insolence on parade communicating to each other foreign to everyone and everything other birds cannot understand their gibberish and steer clear from the bullies of the backyard paranoid way of thinking maybe maybe not foul, evil birds crows from the sky descended perched upon that wire by prearranged petition oh, a cold wind blows throughout my soul their eyes beady and quite Satanish measure me as if they were sighting down a gun barrel what a dark place I live with these wretched birds they’ve been coming every afternoon now for three weeks waiting watching what little soul I have left for them to pick apart somewhere in the distance the lonesome scream of a southbound freight train wish I could catch it scrunch up in the corner of boxcar away from the crows it has been some time in coming this great fear fear so immense I feel like my skull will soon split open arteries will crack and come apart blood pour through my nose with the doo-ron-ron background music of the fifties filters through my brain colored girls singing can’t remember their name the music only thing that soothes my heartbeat upsets the crows too that’s why I put it on keeps them at bay, or it seems to but I don’t know for how long ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
How haunting! gave me the chills. you make the black devils seem like the harbingers of your death...Good write that made me very uncomfortable. You soound like you need a hug  Lori |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Aww, thanks for the hug, Lori. Actually I like crows and ravens, but they are such good subjects writing about evil I cannot resist. Thanks for the read and comments. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Your free verse is always a pleasure to read, Jerry, and you imagination is as fertile as a Kansas cornfield...well done. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you, Balladeer. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
sir, my hat's off to you...amazing and yes, haunting write...especially loved this phrase among so many notable ones: "insolence on parade" ...I need to go back and re-read it, but first I must breathe again... |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
You're too funny, steavenr, and I like that in a comment. Appreciate your indulgence of the poem and your humorous words about it. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Also gave me the chills but poor crows to be dubbed "evil" by us mere mortals. Helen |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you Helen. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
this is writing at its best...your diction, imagery and flow are all remarkable and your delivery very powerful...great poem, JerryPat  Faith There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
You do know how to get a guy to grinning, Faith. Thanks. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
A good poetic verse writer can crow about anything he/she wants. Love all clever construction of the dark thoughts in this one Jerry. Eric Forget the Psychiatrists they just find out all about you and sell you back to yourself! |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Hi Eric. I don't know, there is something about crows that puts me in that dark place. I'm blaming it on Edgar Allen, that's what I'm doing. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Remember Alfred Hitchcock's 'The Birds'? I think that was the title wasn't it? That movie scared the heck out of me. I don't know how they ever trained all those birds to do what they did. Crows/Ravens are ugly black birds but they're part of nature's clean-up crew and we need them to recycle. Quite amazing really. Very very smart birds! Eric Forget the Psychiatrists they just find out all about you and sell you back to yourself! |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Yep, that was the name of that movie, Eric. Scared me also. Come to think of it, maybe that movie was what got me to thinking about crows as evil. Hah! Then later as I read Poe and his strange Raven and the friggin' Nevermore that just cemented my thoughts about the birds. I DO know they are bullies in the bird echelon, it is a perfect illustration of might makes right. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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