A Crow Of Caliber

The raven sits atop my shoulder,
twisting its head
(in the way only it is able)
black, velvet plumes reflect...
the dimming twilight of yesterday;
and it whispers to tweak my reined ears
so as to glide and guide me
into tomorrow

©Anthony W. Pahl
21^st April 2001

Lou J. Klaiber : Bushranger's Revetment - Poetry and Stories by Vietnam Veteran, Anthony W. (Bushranger) Pahl and friends

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