Ibex

United States

Christian
as in Presbyterian Church in America
Female
Writer
Novelist
Poet!
Reader
Ambivert or something
Band nerd + Drum Major
Planet Earth nerd
etc, etc
Joined September 10, 2019

Message to Readers

So, I do love birds; they hold a special place in my heart. Expect to see more bird poems in the near future.

crow

August 3, 2020

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our losses leaves shiny trinkets for the crows
gleaming silver melting on the sidewalk
our tears splatter to the floor and erupt into
dizzying droplets solidifying into chains
and pendants like mourning doves
we wear our grief around our necks
opening our empty hands for all to see
this is poverty a heart devoid of emotion
but the crows love to pick through the rubble
of broken relationships and crumbled souls
of the collision between life and death
iridescent feathers shimmer black and blue
beneath a sun dripping light like gold coins
and still the crows ruffle their feathers and
move on to the next house to eye the sorrow
with flashing expressions seeking gain
they clutch humanity’s misery in their beaks
our blood dribbles down from their wings

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