Tag: Crow

NaPoWriMo 2025 – Day 9

April Poetry Writing Month – Day 9

 Harmony – We seek what we never lost, in the chorus of birds. We are birds, relearning the song.

Birds as archetypes: the magpie distracted by glitter, the crow and cuckoo tangled in misunderstanding, and the migratory wings that remind us of the cycle of returns.

Poetry Prompt: Harmony of Birds

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 18 – Short Poem – Crow

Growing up, I watched my grandfather nurture a unique bond with the crows he fed daily. While their presence initially filled me with apprehension, I soon came to appreciate their elegance and confidence, influenced by my grandfather´s reverence for them as a symbol of ancestral spirits in the culture of India.

In a world through the eyes of a crow, I invite you to explore the complexities of existence, societal judgment, and the search for self-discovery and acceptance. Through the lens of these intelligent and enigmatic birds, I see our journey is intricately intertwined with theirs. We are no different!

Going Solo

I see, 
sea around
Calm to clouds
Water they share
Rains spoke not a word.
Trees fresh green watch
Droplets through spread feathers, black
White dome, a standstill globe
I take control from atop
Rains spoke not word.
Illusions of power and strength
I sense from where I sit tall and proud
That's the universe of acceptance
A little ruffle is simply harmless
I see!

A crow that I am
Free I feel as I fly and perch...
Only a few worried glances at times;
At times, my curiosity gets misrepresented
Irrational as it may sound,
Wonder aloud "why me"often;
Why judge me by tales of good and evil?
Only a few loving eyes glance,
No, they look at me, and I speak,
"Like you, I search my reality."

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