Victory Poem by Randy McClave

Victory

Rating: 4.4


Victory is ours!
Said one crow to the other,
As they soared in the sky above.
For below them they had spied
Golden corn, that was ripe,
From which, they would have their feast.
Tantalizing ears of gold
Laying out row upon row
Though as a river when the wind blowed.
'And no one is there'!
Exclaimed one crow in the air
'To protect that golden hair'.
So victory is ours!
Exclaimed the crows beginning there dive
Upon the corn, coming into sight.
But then shots rang out,
And two crows fell to the ground
As the corn waived in the wind.
Then walked two farmers to the crows
Who were hidden out of view
To observe the birds which flew.
Then one farmer spoke to the other
About the corn they defended together,
Exclaiming, 'victory is ours, over all others'.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 25 February 2017

Randy, so nice to see you get this recognition for poem of the day! I have enjoyed many of your other poem the last couple of years, and this is another good one. Congratulations!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 February 2017

Victory is ours.... congrats on being chosen....

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 February 2017

Though as a river! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Paul Brookes 25 February 2017

The battle of man over nature and man doesn't always win but then neither does nature. A poem of depth which makes the reader think always a plus in poem, I like it. Deserves Poem of the Day 10+++

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Tom Allport 25 February 2017

an interesting poem of contrasting perceptions? well thought out!

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Zuzu Mutairi 16 November 2020

A heartfelt poem. We all fight and struggle to survive. Ultimate victor is death....5***

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Dr Antony Theodore 23 October 2020

Golden corn, that was ripe, From which, they would have their feast. Tantalizing ears of gold Laying out row upon row Though as a river when the wind blowed. Very fine imagination bringing us to a great truth. tony

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Mahtab Bangalee 23 March 2020

Victory expected and desired word for everyone from little one to old from weak animal to ferocious animal wanna the taste of victory by hook or by crook beautiful poem shared

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Hassan Hayati 25 February 2018

As I read this poem I made thoughts, Some questions came to my mind. were the farmers real victors? I don't think. Thanks for making us aware, and Congratulations for POD.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 February 2018

Touching expression. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

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Randy McClave

Randy McClave

Ashland, Kentucky
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