Sunday, October 17, 2010

The Seed

Tonight I need
To produce this seed,
A seed of life
That I found in you.
To give, to grow
To seize this crow
Of darkness,
That has come to steal
What I have, what I feel.

Blood drips to the earth
A sacrifice of this birth,
Of the crow tearing my flesh,
For he must perish
In order for this seed to flourish.
He vanishes-
Leaving me famished
A curse of this birth.
I'm stuck in a trance
Of life to enhance
For I have produced this seed
Whole and new in my being,
This seed of life
That I have found in you

Copyright © 2010


  1. Like how you use the crow symbolism. Adds another dimension. Beautiful poem that resonates a sadness. Great flow in that first stanza. Nice One Shot!

  2. Dark and heavy.. I really liked the melancholic undertone to this one..
    Cool use of metaphors! Breaking out of that darkness in such a neat fashion... very nicely written, Laura!

  3. crows, rooks, ravens, always a great use in poems...loved really well and had intrigue and darkness to hold me...cheers pete

  4. Thanks for the thoughts and comments guys! I almost didn't use the crow in this poem but it just wasn't complete without it.

  5. I always enjoy reading your work... and this is no different... You write so well...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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  6. Shashi, thanks for the comment. I love reading your work as well. I appreciate your thoughts!

  7. an excellent piece
    it has a circular motion that pulls the reader in

  8. I like the cadence very much. Dark, but sparkling imagery.