Sculpture and Photo by KAMoore
Murder
Glaring, Hopping, Flying, Squawking
The Ravens caw always talking
To me it spoke of dead men walking
Obsidian eyes fire down inside
Skulls and bones tossed aside
Seeds of death sewn and strewn
A Murder gathers screeching doom
The world spins round
Ravens croon
Kevin
Sculpture and photos by KAMoore
East of Sedona – Photo by KAMoore
On a road that was more of a path East and above Sedona. Known for it’s spirituality, renowned for its beauty.
Kevin
The little truck that could – photo by KAMoore
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/the-road-taken/
Photo by KAMoore
Psycho babble
Thoughts zig and zaggle
Brain plays tricks
Crawling with ticks
Eating my Soul
Slurping from a bowl
Dead birds decay
Dragons to slay
Walk in your sleep
Promises to keep
Lucid dreams
As real as it seems
Flashbacks scream
No chips to redeem
Born to die
Unable to fly
Cant make me cry
Ever wonder why
Fear it may find you
I won’t let it bind you
Curled on the floor
Raving to a door
Suggest a fix
Pick off the ticks
Wipe my brow
Tip a cow
What did you say
Oh that was me
Kevin
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/maddening/
Art, Poetry, Insight KAM 