Monday, November 26, 2012

Fly by Night

The frantic crows
are in the throes
of freedom now that night has come
they swoop and dive
content to thrive
in darkness where they journey from

why must we fear
this time of year
we rule the world (or so we think)
but all those caws
will make you pause
to wonder if we're on the brink.


Dave King said...

Love this, its neatness and its humour.

rch said...

Thanks Dave, those crows were going crazy last night.

Lynn Proctor said...

so vivid and haunting!

Old Ollie said...

there you go - some RUSHish lyrics!

I think Geddy would enjoy this one.