Tell me brother crow.

Sitting on tomorrow’s shore
Wandering just what I am here for.
My brother crows remind me of the tales of old.
When good deeds were done
And rewards were paid in gold.
Every maiden had her day
Each young Knight his courtship would his damsel pay.

Tell me brother crow most dear
Why are those days no longer here.
Where are all the happy endings gone.
Do they only exist in song.
I feel so lost in this cruel world of men.
Where dreams have been banished never to be seen again
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But I don’t like those!

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I do love Crows

Ever so much as  you all knows!

Now I love hose

Heaven knows.

Cheeky hose, sneaky, sexy hose

Pretty and cutie Pussy hose.

 

Yet to my dismay 

I saw a girl today

A pretty,trim one I might say.

The sun was bright and the company  gay

The wind court her coat  my breath was stolen away

I stunned at loss at what to say!

 

Now I do love Crows

Ever so much as  you all knows!

Now I love hose

Heaven knows.

Yet I saw these over the knee with Crows.

I loudly exclaimed  “I don’t like those”

 

I love  verse and I love prose

They are my escape as you all knows.

Yes I love dearly all my  brother Crows

And I am  not above wearing sexy hose

I am  open minded , yes anything goes

But young lady who passed me today.  

I don’t like those!!

 

 

EvDaDaDec The bad tempered witch

Tell me  brother  crow  why is that Robin buzzing me

If he is not very careful I shall shut him in a cage and never set him free.

And  while you are answering  questions , can  you solve a puzzle  for me

Who  in the name of  all that is  wrong  has  been  hanging baubles on my  fir  tree!

Has  there  been a troop of  pixies , or some  meddling  fairies  that I cannot see!

I hate Christmas cuteness and tidings of joy. Much more of  this, I shall be forced to flee!

 

Oh! My  dearest Mistress , witch of my heart’s delight

I promise I have not see any happiness around  tonight.

The snow is wet and chilling  and my feathers are soaked through

I promise as soon as I get that Robin I’ll give him such a fight.

My feet are turning septic  and  my wings droop so low

I doubt I will be able  ever again  to take flight.

I do not know that  Robin or his intent.

I am sick of  warning him off  so if you wish I shall make him repent!

As  for the decoration  on yon tree,

The red, blue and green baubles are nought to do with me.

Something unkind has hung them out of spite.

I shall hunt  them down and give them a nasty fright.

 

 

Thank  you Brother Crow  I really  would be in your  debt

If  you attacked  the pretty Robin  and ripped off both it’s wings!

Then  kindly  fly over to yon fir  tree,

pretty please  do that  for me

And smash  and shatter  every single trace of blings!

OH! no I can  hear  carols  some happy  children are drawing near .

Their joyous notes  I fear

Go  at once and upset their candles and their damn  hymn sheets singe.

 

I really  cannot stand  those  carollers  , the happy songs they sing.

Go  peck their eyes out  let’s hear those kiddies winge .

I hate all this happinessness these tiding of  good joy  all that kind of  thing

Go steal their presents, spoil their food take all their fun, and it  with sadness tinge.

Hurry Crow  hurry  that Robin is getting worse

It is resting on my shoulder making  me want to curse!

Get rid of it, it makes me cringe.

 

OH! Your  witchiness  things  are getting  worse I fear

Hark do you hear  those  slay bells tis Santa  and his reindeer!

Come Mistress we must hurry  his light and warmth draw near.

You  remember how much it upset  you when he hugged and kissed you last year!

OH! don’t cry  mistress we have no time to waste lets  hurry and get out of here.

Quick  this way lets go  before he arrives  with his ghastly  message of  good cheer!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Muscical Theme : Corvidae

Today’s  theme is  Corvidae

 

cosmopolitan family of oscine passerinebirds that contains the crowsravensrooksjackdaws

jays,magpiestreepieschoughs and nutcrackers. The common English names used are corvids (more technically)

or the crow family (more informally), and there are over 120 species. The genus Corvus, including the jackdaws,

crows and ravens, makes up over a third of the entire family.

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All about  the Ravens at the Tower Of London as told  by  the Raven Master

 

 

 

 

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Joni Mitchell Black Crow

 

Crows, Ravens , Jays, Jackdaws, and the like have always been part of legends from all over the world.

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The Crow Angel

 

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She fell to earth without warning

it was early and the sky was full of the colours of a new day’s dawning.

She was freezing and had never felt so alone

without her kin and so far from home.

Never had she felt this cold even though she was three millennia old.

She was weeping silently when she was approached by some crows, one, two ,three.

Gentle sister why do you weep why are you here

your eyes are wide and you smell of fear.

Brothers and sisters I have been exiled from heaven

and I do not know if I will ever be forgiven.

Sister, asked the largest crow what is your crime, that from heaven you have been told to go.

With downcast eyes she replied I fell in love with one , to me forbidden then to conceal this fact I lied.

Is it a sin to fall in love, asked the second crow, her slender neck inclined.

We thought love came from up above we often see the humans kissing arms entwined .

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OH! I don’t know what to do said the angel,

her heart feeling as if it were rent in two.

The third crow, the smallest and the youngest asked her where is the one she loved .

With her head in her hands she cried, he is banished too.

He is gone, Lost to me I don’t know what to do.

The smallest crow sent forth a call which summoned their flock one and all.

We can help you angel dear we will help you find your love have no fear.

Then the skies  from far and wide were filled with black crows answering the littlest crows cries!

For now I can relate no more as I am tired and my eyes are sore .

I shall be back ere soon and tell you more.

There are two more little chapters to this tale if you wish to know  what happens to the angel, 

This Chapter can be found at https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2012/11/15/the-crow-angel/

the other two installments follow on.

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Raven Chant by The Wand and the Moon

Lyrics  here 

The Blue Jay

 

 

The name of the song comes from a street located high in the Hollywood Hills West, Los Angeles overlooking Sunset Strip where George Harrison rented a house at Blue Jay Way during August 1967. The home affords panoramic views of Hollywood and much of the Los Angeles Basin. It is located on a hillside of narrow, winding roads, difficult to navigate on a foggy night — thus creating the backdrop for the opening lines of the song:

 

“There’s a fog upon L.A., and my friends have lost their way.”

 

According to Harrison: “Derek Taylor got held up. He rang to say he’d be late. I told him on the phone that the house was in Blue Jay Way. And he said he could find it OK… he could always ask a cop. So I waited and waited. I felt really knackered with the flight, but I didn’t want to go to sleep until he came. There was a fog and it got later and later. To keep myself awake, just as a joke to pass the time while I waited, I wrote a song about waiting for him in Blue Jay Way. There was a little Hammond organ in the corner of this house which I hadn’t noticed until then… so I messed around on it and the song came.”

 

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The Celtic Witch

 

I am the Celtic Witch I was once, one of three. I live in yonder castle it was home to my two sisters and me. I have not much left now that is dear to me there is my fine armoured stallion,my dragon and my ravens three.

I am a dragon mistress that was what fate dealt my way my red hair marks me as such, yes it is as the legions say. I am not to be trifled with I am only for the brave for fine words or fine swords will not hinder me.

I was out hunting with my dragon and my steed I was busy chasing my quarry  and I did not my ravens heed. They came to tell me the news but I was too busy to hear.

My heart was ripped away from me when finding on my return that those evil witch hunters had taken my sisters away and had them burned. I vow I shall have revenge those evil witch hunters will pay I shall reek revenge on them they will regret the day, they took my sisters and burned them at the stake. I shall not forgive them that is not a mistake I shall make.

I will not sleep nor eat no drink shall pass my lips I shall wear two swords one at each of my hips. No fine words will sway me no fine swords could make me fear I shall avenge my sisters as they are all I hold dear.

So now I shall prepare myself my mission it is clear  I need to gather close to me just what I have left that is  dear to me there is my fine armoured stallion, my dragon and my ravens three.I shall fight for you my sisters I shall slay them all you’ll see.

 

 

 

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Trailer for the controversial film the crow. :

The Crow is a 1994 American supernatural action film directed by Alex Proyas, written by David J. Schow

and John Shirley, and starring Brandon Lee in his final film appearance. Based on James O’Barr‘s

1989 comic book of the same name, it tells the story of Eric Draven (Lee), a rock musician who is revived

from the dead to avenge his murder and that of his fiancée.

Lee was accidentally killed during filming, and The Crow was consequently his last film. Unfinished scenes

that were to feature Lee were dealt with by rewrites and digital special effects. The Crow was dedicated to Lee and his fiancée, Eliza.

The film opened at the top of the box office and was a critical and commercial success. It also achieved a strong cult status.

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The Argument.

I know that it is  raining  I can see that it wet

But you are my familiar  and not a blooming pet!

I have asked you nicely I have even said please

Now go and get me food or I shall infest you with flees.

 

Excuse me, Lady  Mistress, this does not seem quite right

Just where in my contract does it say I have to work for you at night!

You have run me ragged every minute of today

I am tired now and my feathers are wet and here in the warm I need to stay.

 

Pardon me, my fine feathered friend pardon me my beauty

I am not requesting  that you get me food I am demanding that you do your duty.

I am the one in charge not you , I am the tortured soul of a Vampire

You do as I bid  and brook me not.Go, go on, What are waiting for, wet weather attire.

 

Well Mistress that would not go amiss for I am not a duck,

And if I get lost  you will miss out and that would be such bad luck.

Be Gone Get out and find me fresh blood

And if you play your cards right I shall dip you in the stream on your return to remove the mud.

 

 

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