Crow by Julie AdamsD train
foreboding words
8:27 a.m.--
'The crow is coming'
scrawled in purple permanent
marker on mirrored metal
has me reflecting--
flashes of Hitchcock,
brings brooding
birds to mind
such flavored pictures, poetical
exact detailed tapestry
of edits and perfections
like confectionaries
someone taps, impatient
their nail against steel
in light fevered taps
I snap from the scene
upstairs
into my own again
and hungry
the crow soars from my mind
I ascend into the stairwell
looking up to the trees,
not quite sure why 02/10/2006 Author's Note: Feb 1, '06 ...trying to write on the train again...still chugging along
Posted on 02/10/2006 Copyright © 2024 Julie Adams
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