Thread: Another Carl Poem...

Condolances to you and your family, Hirlau. Stay strong.

Sorry to hear that Hirlau, take care!

The crow replies:

We do things differently here
in the southern spring
a long winter fading
having taken its toll
hunger, loss
those who survived
knowing the choice
to live, to die
stand proud on the road
lock eyes
with the surprised driver
at least those who notice
then duck down hard
the chassis passing over
wind in feather, grip the road
tightly
think on the face
of the surprised driver
shock, guilt, anger
humans believe only they feel
they are wrong
our emotions burn just as brightly
they are life itself
we must remember this
to live
fly away quietly
remember the face of the surprised driver
emotions flashed
life in a moment
he will never know that he saved your life
with the spring reminder
of the terror
of the beauty
of the wonder of life
we do things differently here

Just sorting out the gene pool. The average crow is smarter than that. Now if you were in the US...Did you know America is in the United States by the way? Yep it sure is...Anyway if you was there and you hit and killed a Crow you would be doing time for homicide...And I reckon there'd be some other mighty mean Indians in there with you...

And for poetry today;

Well whaddaya know
A stupid blirdy crow.


Mick

Originally Posted by Hirlau

Carl wrote a good poem for him.
Don't have it in me today.
I'm on a road trip this weekend to Georgia.
I buried my mother today.
I'm in a cheap hotel with my son, can't sleep, just trying to get home.

Well that makes my poem just seem silly. Have strength. Peace be with you...

Originally Posted by Cangooner

The crow replies:

We do things differently here
in the southern spring
a long winter fading
having taken its toll
hunger, loss
those who survived
knowing the choice
to live, to die
stand proud on the road
lock eyes
with the surprised driver
at least those who notice
then duck down hard
the chassis passing over
wind in feather, grip the road
tightly
think on the face
of the surprised driver
shock, guilt, anger
humans believe only they feel
they are wrong
our emotions burn just as brightly
they are life itself
we must remember this
to live
fly away quietly
remember the face of the surprised driver
emotions flashed
life in a moment
he will never know that he saved your life
with the spring reminder
of the terror
of the beauty
of the wonder of life
we do things differently here

I like that. Thanks.

Originally Posted by MickR

Just sorting out the gene pool. The average crow is smarter than that. Now if you were in the US...Did you know America is in the United States by the way? Yep it sure is...Anyway if you was there and you hit and killed a Crow you would be doing time for homicide...And I reckon there'd be some other mighty mean Indians in there with you...

And for poetry today;

Well whaddaya know
A stupid blirdy crow.


Mick

Around here it is usually squirrells and possums as we have too many. For an urban area, there are lots by the road. I saw a vulture snacking on one the other day, did a double take on that! Then a few days later, somebody had gotten a possum "double" !
Does anyone "aim" for squirrells? I catch myself leaning to! Never get the buggers on purpose, but on occasion by accident.
Strangest incident was as one was crossing and I on a motorcycle, he started that back and forth thing where they cannot decide which way to go. I held my line and slowed. C-bump. c-bump. another one down. Silly squirrell

No fun to run over small critters.

I was once driving at night on a small road on the northen part of my island, lots of rabbits there.
I got one caught paralyzed in my headlights and the girl next to me said to turn the lights of so it could jump away.
I did but when I turned them on again the whole road was full of them... was a silent drive home after that.

Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

I like that. Thanks.

Thanks Carl. I've always known that I love writing, but it has mostly been either academic capital-H History, or prose, with very very little poetry. And most of that has been pretty silly. However I'm starting to see why the form gets its hooks into writers. I like the challenge.

Hirlau,

Sorry for the late reply. Sorry for your loss. I wish the strenght for you and all those who knew her.