Joyce Chelmo

Crows Gather Whispering - Poem by Joyce Chelmo

A masculine voice
weakly said “hey.”
He must have known
instinctively I didn’t
know who was calling.

He apologized for the
lack of strength in his voice,
told me who he was as soon
as he took his next breath.

I can hear him fading
a little more.

Just like the first time
ever I’d heard his voice,
flocks of crows gathered
whispering, in nearby trees.
A day very much like today..

I’m not sure,
was it Autumn when I met him?
Has it been two years
or three?

Such a new friend.....
still, I can't imagine
life without him.

Comments about Crows Gather Whispering by Joyce Chelmo

  • (4/25/2006 12:04:00 AM)

    Joyce, Honestly, I've never heard crows whispering, but you know what? I don't listen too well sometimes, sometimes inside of what's going on in nature of things. Phillip (Report) Reply

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  • (4/22/2006 8:17:00 PM)

    Duncan thank you very much *smile (Report) Reply

  • (4/22/2006 6:34:00 PM)

    A tender poem from the heart, much strength in few words, Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 19, 2006

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