December 8, 2011
I am like a crow
On the wind,
With long dark feathers and wide black wings,
Sparkling eyes and a hungry beak,
Ever growing,
Always changing,
But perhaps I am different
Than what you see,
For if only you saw the inside of me!

I am ever growing,
Always changing,
A brain that takes time to bloom,
Inside my skull’s hard bone womb,
I have changed, my friend,
Changed I say,
For now I do things a different way.
My intelligence has blossomed,
I have taken on more responsibility,
Sometimes I think to fly farther from the nest,
And give my parents
A well earned rest

Soon my yearning for independence
Will overcome me,
And my past will be just that- a past:
The fire that burned a part of my home,
A death that changed my thoughts to come,
Grief that burned me to my soul,
All those things that took their toll.
So now I will let the wind take me where it likes,
Over children taking hikes and riding bikes,
To become much more than a black winged one, unaccounted for.

I am a crow,
With dark brown eyes and long claws,
Ready to bow when I receive my applause,
Prepared to make a bridge to life a new,
And find new things that seem fun to do.
Ever growing,
Always changing

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DanielM said...
May 15, 2012 at 8:21 pm rocked this poem big time. i liked your middile stanzas or paragraph any how that was really good.
Lacer said...
May 15, 2012 at 8:20 pm

I love the idea of you being a crow. Crows are birds with an immediate personality disorder; being kleptomaniacs. But I wish you'd play with that, or chose a bird who fits your metaphor. I like how the bird wants to stand out, and the analogy of leaving the nest, but if you choose a bird, study up on it, and try to find a deeper metaphor, especially with a crow. A crow is easily one of the deepest birds you can base a poem on.

Food for thought; could your peer pressuring group be your ... (more »)

ificandream replied...
May 15, 2012 at 8:27 pm
Thanks. I actually chose a crow because I felt like they blend in and are ignored. And what did you mean by peer pressure? 
Lacer replied...
May 15, 2012 at 8:34 pm
I mean, take the metaphor further, apply WHY the crow feels ignored and invisible. A murder of crows is a group of crows, and playing with the word murder, I think that could really give an edge and strength to your poem, if you follow me
ificandream replied...
May 16, 2012 at 7:28 pm
Thanks, but I'm not sure any word to do with death is great to read to my class. I mean, I'm sure it would make it awesome and all...but my school, and my friends, aren't particularly prepared for that right now.
Privyet said...
Mar. 22, 2012 at 8:58 pm
I'm really liking how you end up relating everything to the crow
Privyet replied...
Mar. 22, 2012 at 8:59 pm
lol i said it twice :P but specifically i like the part where it says being taken by the wind. I can totally relate to that
Privyet said...
Mar. 22, 2012 at 8:58 pm
I'm really liking how you end up relating everything to the crow
ificandream replied...
Mar. 22, 2012 at 9:03 pm
Thanks! I just felt like they're something that's ignored by everyone. I've never heard anyone say 'wow, that crow's so cool' :)
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