The Flight Ahead Of Me Poem by Francie Lynch
The Flight Ahead Of Me
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.
Beneath their carrion beaks; I, in grief...wonderful really. Nicely presented and shared.
Beneath their carrion beaks; ....Very wonderful poem shared really. Very nice job done.
Conversing in melody. Wonderful imagery and very nice poem shared really. nice JOB DONE AND SHARED.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Then I pause To recall The flight ahead of me. grief expressed in a great way in an original tone .. thank u dear poet. congratulations that one of your poems is made POD. thank u. tony