Crow's Carrion Call

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

The crows perch upon the fences . . .

There is a chill on the air tonight,

the breeze disturbs the crows;

whilst the clouds drift away,

a voice whispers in the sky

tonight will be a golden harvest.

 

Red comes the dawn,

carrion plagues the ground to feed;

the villagers lament their feeble toil,

the sky is hushed by a morning sigh.

 

The crows perch upon the fences,

watching the villagers collect the putrid flesh;

they wait for dark beneath the shroud of light,

in one call, they erect the dead.


Submitted: November 29, 2018

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jmm424

Different from the first three, but I like it. Nice job, Jeff

Thu, November 29th, 2018 12:49am

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Yes, I ran out of autumn sunset poems. lol I wrote this one around the same time as the other three, and it fits better with them than the others I have lined up to post, so I deviated from the theme a bit. Thank you for reading and for your support!

Thu, November 29th, 2018 10:54am

Bobi Leutschaft Poitras

Chilling...

Thu, November 29th, 2018 2:06am

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Thank you! I enjoy writing horror poetry.
Thank you for reading.

Thu, November 29th, 2018 11:31am

hullabaloo22

You know that I am going to have loved this poem, Jeff. There is something about those crows that nothing else can represent. Alive, yet always associated with evil or with death. A really creepy atmosphere to this one.

Thu, November 29th, 2018 8:49pm

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I know what you mean about crows, Hully. It's a funny thing - seeing them in my backyard or in a field, flying in the air - they look like harmless troublemakers; but when they're in a wood or perched on a fence, in a lonely setting or specifically watching you, there is something eerie about them. It's like they're gateways into the next world. Who knows? Maybe they are. ;)
Thanks for reading and for enjoying this piece! Thank you for the delightful comment too!

Thu, November 29th, 2018 1:04pm

tom mcmullen

Does crows are evil birds Jeff, liked the poem!

Fri, November 30th, 2018 8:12am

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Thank you for giving it a read!

Fri, November 30th, 2018 2:26pm

jaylisbeth

The eeriness is captivating, Jeff. Excellent work.

Fri, November 30th, 2018 2:36pm

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Thank you for your incredible words! :D

Fri, November 30th, 2018 2:25pm

Keke Serene

Def got the creeps on this one, even with the kind of zombie theme I love, and I think it's because of the birds. I'm not fond of the idea of birds watching one or following you. I get the infamous image of the starving baby dying with a buzzard hanging around ready to feast. How tragic. On the other hand, I don't know about this, very creepy. Well done with your tone for sure- you capture it well! I get the feeling there is a blood ritual or something, that the people are collecting body parts instead of something whole. I enjoyed reading into this disturbed place.

Mon, December 10th, 2018 2:25am

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Carrion is decaying flesh, so yes, they are picking up pieces of animals. It's no ritual so much as a curse. There is something creepy about birds watching someone, especially crows or ravens. They seem to have a supernatural link to the dead plane that makes them a little disturbing to watch. Thank you for giving this piece a read.

Mon, December 10th, 2018 11:42am

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