[Rotting Silver] “Haiku Collection: Crows in Winter” by B. T. Newberg

When winter descends

The somber-veteraned crows

Do not fear the cold

Undisturbed by gust

Nor gale, the well-entrenched crows

Stare down the north wind

While thirsty birds wail

For winter’s cruel frozen joke

The crows drink the snow

When others quiver

And curse, the crows swish and swoop

Without a shiver

Hopping and cackling

For a winter breadcrumb’s joy

Like a royal feast

In dead of winter

When all else is white as bones

Still the crows are black

Perching on ice-sheets

The crows hold silent vigil

For the coming thaw


Rotting Silver is a column devoted to this Earth in all its tarnished radiance: poetry, prose, and parables of ugliness alloyed with joy.

This piece was first published at The Witch’s Voice.

The Author

B. T. Newberg

B. T. Newberg:  Since the year 2000, B. T. has been practicing meditation and ritual from a naturalistic perspective. He currently volunteers as Education Director for the Spiritual Naturalist Society, where he is creating an online course in naturalistic spirituality. His writings can also be found at Patheos and Pagan Square, as well as right here at HP.

Professionally, he teaches English as a Second Language.  After living in Minnesota, England, Malaysia, Japan, and South Korea, He currently resides in St Paul, Minnesota, with his wife and cat.

After founding HumanisticPaganism.com in 2011 and serving as managing editor till 2013, he now serves as advising editor, and feels blessed to be a part of this community.

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