Murder’s Professor

Fierce-proud crow-piper am I

On Prospero’s good-wind, miller days,

Born of winter raven-burn,

Murder’s elegant professor,

Confessor to fictions.

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Dawn Raid

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Posturing, posing, taking possession –

Of your spaces, of your senses –

Pompous popinjay bounce ‘n’ bob aggression, intimidation.

Vicious corvid nation’s screaming confrontation,

Action is reaction,

Aerial, balance and counter lamentation.

Quiet-for-not-a-moment,

Not for an in-breath:

Harsh, dry fire machine-gun chatter is

In your skies, in your ears:

Bibbed, tuckered harlequin lobbyists

Refusing to take no for an answer;

“An inch? Not enough,

A yard is better but we need more!”

Dark-feather banners,

Be-damned demands, threats and refusal’s echoes,

Dog-fight bluff and communication concentration.

Territorial gunfighter-time, serious dispute

Limits and boundaries to maintain, refute.

A military versus terrorist resolution matter.

Arrogant challenge, wing-tip spin, dodge and wheel.

“Do not back down, do not agree, don’t deal!”

Draw the thin air,

Breeding zone, feeding drone

Spiteful Valkyrie battle lines:

Risk the noise of black and white fines.

Aggressive, assertive we-have-rights ridge tile invaders;

Usurpers, hungry chancers, challengers, dividers.

Out for mischief, Out for kidnap, extortion,

The good of the tribe.

Cast your pirate council vote:

Dapper-democracy magpie parliament

Or dark-as-Bible-cover

Murder of crows

Government?

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12/4/2013

The Midnight’s Gone Refrain

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In the heart of the
Too-tired-for-sleep hour,
Insistent but near-silent
Sioux beat echoes of the
Midnight’s Gone refrain
Reverberate inside my
Young witness skull.

Pausing, horizon capering vixen,
Abroad on appointed assassin duties –
Lifts radar raider muzzle to
The hunger constellations
As if sensing the vibrations
Through whisker tips,
Witch hat ears.

Murder bound, beneath this
Butcher button moon
And chicken-stealer sky.
She will never accept
Cold-season excuses,
Will not betray me;
I cannot condemn her.

3/1/2013