A quiet #quadrille

Welcome to #quadrille Monday. hosted over on #dversepoetspub this evening by kim in north northfolk.

the crows a watercolour by Anjouska McDonald.
A quiet poet.
#quadrille, #dversepoetrypub, #antiwar,

Load, load, load up the quiet,
Before your words take flight.

Listen, listen, listen to others loud,
Before your words fight back.

Heal, heal, heal in natures warmth,
Before your words lose meaning.

Watch, watch, watch others war propaganda,
Use your poems for peace.

© 19/05/2025 rog leach



crows #menagerie

welcome to this evenings meeting at the #dverse bar.

the prompts have made my mind drift to this picture and I cannot get it out of my mind.

I am planning to use this in a book of poems and short stories I am trying to put together. but at present am struggling trying to edit. what to put in and what to leave out has me flummoxed.

Crows Water colour picture by Anousjka McDonald October 2022.

Inspired by and to accompany this poem.

Tolerance and apathy are the last virtues of a dying society- Aristotle

CROWS!

The crows are circling high overhead,

They are here for you and me alike.

Waiting and circling just for us,

Like flies above the putrid water of society,

Hearing your haunting cry,

To your mates the magpies.

To come join you in the feast.

As you swirl around within the bouquet,

 Of our death and disease.

Your calls and cries are spine-chilling,

Creating the exodus of life that feeds you.

Clouds of black wings, against blue sky,

Sending tremors along my dying spine.

The time of the Corvus is now

They come now and feast.

On mankind’s death at his own hand.

©2018

© second draft 30/6/2022