Trilogy of Crows

Epitaph

write your  epitaph

only you can
give it to a crow

 when your body is done
 an Owl will tell those    who pass by

you have left

the crow will read your story
in the silence  

of the  forest

Emissary

strong wings      set

catching  moonlight

gliding downward

the go-between   flies                  

certain of her task          

her story to convey  a friend has passed

the crow delivers her epistle     

while sparrows   guided by moonlight

gently take his soul to God

Epilogue

two weeks  since the Owl left

winter’s early fingers chill the air

drop late leaves in piles next to the fence

sparrows wander in the wind

until the crow returns

another message    to collect

(Published 2013 Quirk)