Gothic Poetry

Black Crow
by: Gigi Driggers


I will not compare myself
for I think it be absurd
to compare a shiny diamond
to an old black bird

How do you take a sparkling gem
that glitters in the sun
and hold it to a beast of air
that most would only shun

I am not anything
the world would behold
If I were a caged bird
I never would be sold

Yet, if you would look closer
my black feathers hide
the secret of beautiful colors
that shine from deep inside

Sometimes it makes me sad to know
I'm not a diamond ring
for no one cares to listen
when the black crow sings

So I take my hidden beauty
and write upon these pages
and hope the colors you can't see
appear as words for sages.