Francie Lynch

The Flight Ahead Of Me - Poem by Francie Lynch

The ravens survey
The gated community,
Scouring for a meal.
They swoop low,
Caw and crow,
Conversing in harmony.
The repast dead
Are safely laid
Beneath their carrion beaks;
I, in grief
Shoo them off
Your bronzed memory:
Then I pause
To recall
The flight ahead of me.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, grief

Comments about The Flight Ahead Of Me by Francie Lynch

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (1/19/2016 7:55:00 PM)

    Great imagery my friend! (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/1/2015 2:41:00 PM)

    Beneath their carrion beaks;
    I, in grief...wonderful really. Nicely presented and shared.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/1/2015 2:01:00 PM)

    Beneath their carrion beaks; ....Very wonderful poem shared really. Very nice job done. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/1/2015 1:58:00 PM)

    Conversing in melody. Wonderful imagery and very nice poem shared really. nice JOB DONE AND SHARED. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

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