Majesty in Feathers
Big crow tapping in
a parking lot, all
colours soak into
its shiny fire of black.
Wounded, unable to fly,
it scorns the cars
and trucks driving past,
ceremonious as a potentate
demanding bowed heads
and obeisance
for it has slid upon
blue fields of sky,
discoursed with gods.
The smallness of these humans
is not impressive.
~ Gary Robinson
Gary Robinson is a writer from Ottawa and has
written poetry, short […]
