A Curious Brute

Black-cloaked, keen-eyed, dishevelled scrounge
Breaks the landscaped silence with his call.

Legend’s devil’s luck, the vision of a youth, and fearless nerve to thieve,
Wingbeats prey or foe with portent ease.

Covers lifeless allies in a chorus - a funeral of sorts,
Observes and learns for murderous strength, of flight, for fight, or skill.

Poet’s lead and artist’s shape, unbroken inspiration.
With reckless flame fixation, yet striking unmatched wit. A curious brute, the crow.

David Thackwell