Sta.sh
With late afternoon sunlight light shining down
On a parking lot filled only with trees
A warm wind is tasting my heart's dark depths
Seeking a soul where only ashes die
A crow, called Kraehe, lands beside my feet
His glossy black eyes staring at me
He utters something in his course language
And naturally, I fail to understand
He pecks the cement and a crack is formed
It grows, splitting open the earth as well
And rising from the depths of this crevice
Are time-worn tombstones into the daylight
Stretching the whole length of the parking lot
This line of grave markers, despite sun's kiss
Speaks of what midnight intends to perform
What action darkness is craving to do
A faint hint of red tints the horizon
And Kraehe flutters onto one tombstone
Continueing to sternly stare at me
Yet this time not saying a single word
I look at each chiseled rock before me
Set upon them are names of those I love
Except for the one supporting Kraehe
It yields the name of one I care not for
The arbors and the zephyrs speak with words
That mankind can no longer comprehend
I hear them sing one melodious song
As I stare at my birth name in stone
The sunset's kisses release from their grip
The run-down outlet store with absent glass
Evening's velvet embrace envelopes me
And my heart remains darker than the night
Black feathers rustle as Kraehe takes flight
I do the same as the trees continue
To harmonize as Nature's soft whispers
How long will they be there to serenade?
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stanza 9 "To harmonize as Nature's soft whispers" Is 'soft' a noun here?
haha, cheerful, indeed(: I love the way you have the crow leading the way for both our mind and the man/woman's. While reading it feels like you are having the realizations the subject is. If I am accurate in saying, the subject dies and wonders if they will be remembered after death. Also, I love the name of the crow, how did you come across it? Or did you make it up? In which case even more kudos to you.
I pretty much left this piece up to interpretation, so your thoughts are very valid.
Kraehe is not supposed to have that first "e" but the "a" is supposed to have an umlaut over it. It is the German word for crow.
and, I am not sure how I feel about soft being a verb, but I appreciate your artistic style.
And it is my pleasure to help edit.