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Posted by Robert Trakofler - 10-20-20-04:28 PM
Thanks so much!
Posted by Lost_Coast - 09-29-20-04:17 AM
09-15-20-05:57 PMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: This is a masterpiece poem, IMO. Here is why, it is poetry that writes itself through the poet, the meaning writes itself in poetic form. Such talent my friend.

agreed
Posted by Robert Trakofler - 09-16-20-05:47 AM
Thank you so much:) I was raised on Poe my mother used to Quote "The Raven" to me as a small boy so my love of all things Corvid started from a very early age.
Posted by - 09-16-20-12:19 AM
I luved this poem, a lot :)
Posted by Mr. Ghost Stories - 09-15-20-05:57 PM
This is a masterpiece poem, IMO. Here is why, it is poetry that writes itself through the poet, the meaning writes itself in poetic form. Such talent my friend.
Posted by Robert Trakofler - 09-15-20-05:44 PM
One Cold and Cloudy Rise

One cold and cloudy rise caught caws of calling crows
Though chill did match my heart I ambled to the scene
Caught sight of Countless corvids circling in throws

My melancholy eyes took flight in frolics flow
Black dashes dip and dart as far as I could see
One cold and cloudy rise caught charm of calling crows

My exhales turned to sighs to view this grace bestow
To witness living arts impressionistic seen
Catch sight of Countless corvids circling in throws

A tear dropped from my eye to spot the solemn show
A single crow’s depart the source of this grieving
One Cold and cloudy rise caught cause of calling crows

This funerary flight that set my soul aglow
In gratitude impart compose this song I sing
Caught site of Countless corvids circling in throws

I pray with all my might that vision never goes
When all around seems stark I’ll find the hidden springs
One Cold and cloudy rise caught caws of calling crows
Catch sight of Countless corvids circling in throws

© 2020 Robert Trakofler


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