Writing Poem? By me.....sure enough

[Guest Krow]

I find it kinda ironic that i'm putting my first 'real' poem in my first real thread...oh well, Hope you enjoy

Home

Silent, the crow stands alone
Perched atop a cold, gray stone
Darkened skies float above
'Tis no time for the peaceful dove

A cold chill, the wind blows East
Toward the center, the belly of the beast
Long it seems we've had no peace
Country against country, none shall cease

"Home" the crow speaks at last
It seemed so long, buried deep in the past
One stone, is all that was thrown
One stone, landing deep in the bone

"Home" the crow speaks once more
Looking to the sky, watching eagles sore
"Home" is what the crow adores
Him among many, many more

Silent, the crow stands alone
Perched atop a cold gray stone
What was it that cold stone bore?
"Pray for peace, to fight nevermore"

This one is my latest

The Light Divine
Dark as night, a persons mind
Through which a light must always shine
Darkened cloads float high above
Broken by a feather soft shove
Through which shadows shall fall
Covering land and light of all

Dark as night, a persons mind
Shadows covering all divine
Where once a fierce light shown
Nothing more but shadows alone
"Traggic" though one might say
"Never me" with nïavetté

Dark as night, a persons mind
Through which a light must always shine
In shadows seen, a thin, vague beam
The light of eternity, so it may seem
Enlightened is a persons mind
Finally finding the Light Divine