Queen of Crows A poem by S. David In a land Of Neverwhen, Where dreamers Dream of Fanastical Beings in phantasmical Situations, there Once was, oh, call it A monkey bird That Climbed and flew And flew and climbed All trees and fences That were barriers To all sorts of plans And The transforming bird Met the Queen of Another, so-different Species and Watched her Waver in the night Now this, now that, Now which, now what. And whined aloud In frustration, "Stop that" And had to run Away before It lost its head, For waking up The Dreaming Queen. ©S. David 2003

The monkey bird watches,
Drifting in and out over the land.
The crow queen dreams,
There, not there, there, not..

"Queen of Crows"