Crow Poems

Crow poems bring the best collection of short and long crow poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great crow rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these crow poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on crow are here for you.

The Crow

The Crow short poem

Nature’s undertaker and cleaner of bones. Making a meal of your vocation, You gather your tokens from The Reaper’s table, Peck by peck, a dissection by rip saw. Meat, by any other name, could taste no sweeter, And yet so

The Concerned Crow Above Me

The Concerned Crow Above Me short poem

The concerned crow above me poised on a green green tree and i may be asked anything ; we have all answers-something to tell, as only expected from those concerned -something to tell. caw caw caw caw with me and

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The Old-Timer And Reaper

The Old Timer And Reaper long poem

T’was late at night when a knock came at the door: Not much could be heard, but the sound of a snore. When the old man suddenly awoke to his feet Angrily screaming and cursing, like never before. “This better

Come to me – ever new..

Come to me   ever new.. short poem

Come to me as though you were summoned, as though the colour of the evening sky, reminded you of lost love, as though the call of a crow, spoke to you about things inseparable, as though from the depths of

A Mouse’s Tail

A Mouses Tail long poem

But it’s not my fault Cried the mouse in dismay I though I knew where I was But appear to have lost my way Sat at the foot of my bed With his hands under his head He tried through

Peacocks on a pipeline

Peacocks on a pipeline short poem

Two peacocks on a pipeline Where do you go we go to fetch water for our friend crow! Peacocks on a pipeline What do you see We see the blue sky And the gray sea. Peacocks on a pipeline When

Haiku Collection

Haiku Collection short poem

Revelation Brevity of words; No rhyme within its reason. Haiku uncovered. Caught Out Summer rain spatter, Unsettled dusky maiden. Parasol resort. Crow Proclaimers of death; charcoaled anonymity. Murderous union. Prelude to a Fall Bitter autumn wind, Sinks teeth into summer’s

A Life To Live

A Life To Live short poem

I’ve lost my life living in it Though full it is There is nothing in it No joy, no sorrow And there is no tomorrow Perched am I like a crow A lonesome crow upon a lonesome tree A hill

Another Black Beauty

Another Black Beauty long poem

Let’s have a look back at the blissful past And remember a gifted shadow that shone A guest that stopped by my lawn so vast A cute little fellow dark as Black Beauty Settling on the emerald-green, pure grass Demanded

The Fork

The Fork short poem

Concrete beneath your feet as you blaze your trail along the road to your grave; covered in blood and tears shadowed by gray smoke heaving light upon your pain At the fork between the tines the crow sits watching Wings

Let it Rain!

Let it Rain! short poem

Let it rain, let it rain! O Mighty let it rain, For it gives no pain, The wonderful fire flies shine Above this huge brine Currents flowing like the blood in my veins But humans are not like rains Once

The Whitworths

The Whitworths prose poem

It was both a complicated and a simpler place and time A very noisy and sometimes uncivil place, but very little crime A place though legally dry, yet filled with moonshine and wine Where peace and freedom were purchased by

Remember This

Remember This short poem

There are some things I have come to believe. Believe me when I say, I am not deceived. Sometimes the good die young, and never receive. Unfairness exists, and persists, though ill conceived. Sometimes everybody gets pushed around, or cheated.

The Cock Crows

The Cock Crows short poem

Inspired by your love, I would crave to find the burning bush; The rock that Moses stood on, covered by your hand. And in that silent Holy bush, I kneel and make my stand That I will love you all

Who Will See The Coming Of Rainfall

Who Will See The Coming Of Rainfall short poem

In three forms Two thirds; Still, Not to drink a drop, or two pots for bath. One-third in Coco cola bottle, One-third is in the Cleavage water, Then, we are throwing stones at the well, Waiting for the crow bath;

Two Little Frogs (part 2).

Two Little Frogs (part 2). long poem

The two little frogs awoke next day feeling very blythe and happy were they After breakfast they decided to go to the river bank. They hopped real slow They wanted to know where the river went as it bubbled along

Holy Death

Holy Death short poem

Shadows and the bravery of the past, echoes of the sounds you spoke of hopes and misery ever last… but smokes of your failure – you choke Behinds the sun, stars dream of evening darkness. Holy Death, leads us to

The Abrupt Agony

The Abrupt Agony short poem

The sun is soaring up the sky the moon has shamed down , the crow commenced crooning with a despised voice , showing the sign of a new morn The mountains donned in a white gown continuing on the edge

A River

A River short poem

A river flows through many people’s places and around dangerous spaces A yellow corn field and an amazing pink windmill as a summer embraces A black crow on a wooden fence and a dusty road as a fire in the

I Love An Alien

I Love An Alien long poem

Well and in the season of the Crow’s Moon In the year of the rat and Lyra twice as bright I was in for the surprise of my life…somehow I managed to transmit my soul’s desire and Passion up into

Empathy

Empathy short poem

Word by word I was drinking your fathomless pain, not asking to shine any prehistoric sin. You are still flying straight as the crow flies into timeless grief. Why we have to suffer in the hands of tiny barbs? Who

If Only I Could

If Only I Could ballad

If only I could fly Up and above the sky I would spread my wings and soar high And let out a soft sigh. If only I could have wings Like birds flying as they sing I would fly as

Insanity

Insanity prose poem

(1) It is insane that while your heart jumps at evening on the strings of a harp, while your beloved lady’s hair flies with every breeze of jazz, while you wash up at morning under showers of gardens sounds, but

Going To The Store

Going To The Store short poem

While walking to the store, I pass by so many beautiful flowers. There is the beautiful pink roses in full bloom and oleander. As I walk further, I see the beautiful crepe myrtles with Watermelon red, pink carnation and pearly

Cuckoo Not Sings

Cuckoo Not Sings long poem

Our poets the fools, as always they are, Mistake the shouts and cry of a bird, As its song, the melody, not thinking The pain, it suffers as ‘thrown outs’, By own mother, attacked by a stranger, The crow, a

Darkness

Darkness long poem

(1) If I were a lover, I would say: Darkness is the drops of kohl On my arid world, Raining from your black eyes. But I forgot my passion in a remote year; Blindness comes out of the pores of

Aye Am The Questioning Sort

Aye Am The Questioning Sort long poem

The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know… which insightful, gutsy, entrancing, catchy apothegm attributed to Socrates by way of Plato subsequently self ranking myself amidst Phylum Chordata with the Dodo bird Class Aves (namely said

16/12/2014

16/12/2014 short poem

Voices that had welcomed the day with prayers of peace and enlightenment, froze, forever. discord of your lunacy bereaved your hearts of feeling the joy of those chants, those songs so you subdued them, with your guns but there will

Enunciation

Enunciation short poem

Entering into hypersonic gridlock you become one of the crowd; remain devastated, slip into unconciousness, defer to a calibrated emblem and speak untainted. The debris was taking to the street. The trees were drinking from geyser basins, mutated restraint. The

Stones In Crypt

Stones In Crypt short poem

It was midnight moon cruising in the bedroom. I step aside in the depressed window, watch the overwhelming spillover. I listen, then do not listen to alien voices of bipolar beings, speaking Aryan, artfully in cryptic signs crunching the bones.

One Awe Twice Ado

One Awe Twice Ado short poem

One in love, yet two in a crush- Peering from oneself into another’s! Fall for or get by; all tears are a reality show- About care’s hollow amice of rendition! Riding chariots of audacity to halt the rash- Is a

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Before The Bell

Before The Bell ballad

A child runs fast to catch his school bus While he is still chewing on a bread crust He throws down his heavy bag Even though he has forgotten Three books, his lunch box and his badge He scratches his

Hope

Hope short poem

The wind rattled tiles on the roof. Turned the windmill out at sea. Pushed me back and forwards until I landed on my knees. Paper rubbish floated in the air, my hat lifted off my head, and hair whipped my

My Lovely Princess

My Lovely Princess short poem

Let me embrace my love and let me kiss For me and for eyes you are eternal bliss Take me in your arms and don’t dismiss My innocent sweetheart my lovely princess Let me take you on let me seek

Things My Mother Taught Me

Things My Mother Taught Me ballad

My mother taught me everything, When she sat me down on that toliet and informed me this is my life now. Though I was young I still remember sitting there for almost an hour as she didn’t tell me that

Veil

Veil prose poem

We have been taught. We have been programed. The veil grows thicker over our eyes. Our senses are limited. We see very little. Remove the veil. Think past what you were taught. Break the cocoon you’ve been encased in. Look

May Be

May Be short poem

May be I am just a passing cloud, Or may be I am the moon in the sky, May be I am just a face in the crowd, Or may be I am the man of your life, May be you never expected anything

Take A Walk

Take A Walk prose poem long poem

Let’s take a walk Just you and me and none of our goddamn pretensions None of the constant editing of words and phrases in our daily interactions Let’s say things as they come to mind Hell, let’s just not say

Dad

Dad long poem

There’s a man that I knew, not too close, not too far, as a child he was there to tend to my scars. A man with a past, of that I had no doubt, a man, when provoked, who knew

Dying Beautifully

Dying Beautifully short poem

I stay connected out of the body, with fireworks, to widen the relativity, to read the language of fear. Death of a tree was mourned by leaves in shadow. The dew lies awake crying. The town was disappearing without a

Hocus Pocus

Hocus Pocus short poem

Hints and hokum, Take me to the locum. See if she can make me right. Rub a bit of cream in, Pills to stop me dreaming, Visions well beyond my sight. A pill for all ills, Yet I’m sick to