Jackdaw, poetry by Clive Grewcock at Spillwords.com
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Jackdaw

Jackdaw

written by: Clive Grewcock

 

There is an absent murmur overhead-
Jackdaw is making his rounds.

That one ambered eye,
pierced with an inky pin,

leaking black as he seeks his quarry.
The other missing,

perhaps looking elsewhere,
searching for lost souls.

Clive Grewcock

Clive Grewcock

Clive Grewcock is a writer based in the Scottish Highlands with a particular interest in language and the way it can evoke a depth and emotion through creativity. "Poetry has a wonderful power in our world, not necessarily in a shouting way but also with subtlety and asking others to invest and bring something of themselves to the work. It is good to contemplate and consider through writing."
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