Haunted
Haunted
by Clare L Martin
I am kept by crows.
They beckon out of sleep,
calling come, come
be transformed.
Crow-by-crow
line up in dreams,
punctuating visions.
Such an omen inspires.
A crow told me:
Let me be a whorl of darkness—
Let me be a fist in the sun.
The crow on the wire
is a keeper of silence.
What a crow gathers
becomes soot and nothing more.
I am in the night. I am in it
as though it cloaks me–
I am winged
and feathered like the crow.
Sheer, yet impenetrable,
rising on wind.
-refers from the word “feathered” in Pris Campbell’s poem Daily Bread
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Darryl Willis
May 10, 2011
I really like this poem, Claire! And “Haunted” is a great title for such a haunting poem! Thank you.
Clare L. Martin
May 10, 2011
Thank you!
Rosalyn Marhatta
May 10, 2011
I am pulled into the poem right away and really like the ride you’re taking me on.
Debbie
May 11, 2011
What an opening line! Followed by one great line after another . . .crow by crow. Thank you, Claire!
Addy
May 15, 2011
Oh, gosh, this is gorgeous! I particularly love the lines: The crow on the wire / is a keeper of silence.
Clare L. Martin
June 5, 2011
Thanks, all!!