POETRY

Crow Tails

A haiku tribute to a Trickster friend

“Japanese crows perched on a branch”, Wantanabe Seitei. rawpixel, Public Domain

Riotous Trickster’s
head tilts with handsome mischief,
hops away with charms

When you dive-bomb folks
completely unsuspecting
I can’t help but laugh

Don’t swear at the crows
cawing back in poor syntax
without clicks and clacks

Behold ancient one
brimming childlike mirth and play
tearing through the sky

I can hear your wings
when you fly to roost at night
solo together

A joy in my heart
when I have your attention,
inquisitive friend

Lustrous creator,
thief of heavenly light in
promethean black

Fairytale it was
to have you fly by my side,
childhood companion

Jessica Lee McMillan © 2021

This series is the first dedicated to my favourite, sacred and irreverent creature. I rescued a crow when I was young and he lived in my backyard trees for a year, flying next to me in the yard and visiting my bedroom window.

Written by

MA Eng. Mama, Poet, Iconoclast, Word Nerd. Likes shiny things. Writes on Philosophy, Art, Music, Nature.

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