One of a few I wrote yesterday

Ca-Caw
Ca-Caw
the crow boasts
all day long
while feasting
on the rotting flesh
of the understated
those that waited for Spring
or the wrong time
to cross away
from their homes
to explore new lands

Today I crow
about myself
my strengths
my abilities
I do not feed
my pride
on the decomposition
of others
It has its own
Life Source
somewhere finally
reaching inside of me.

ltv