Desk placed just so
monitor wedged in the corner
field of vision bounded
by wall and window
Banal tarmac and beige cars
between the stocks and the trees
where one indeed has a crows' nest
Figuratively, because its only a perch
Crows sit there everyday, he sees,
ebony question marks against
pearly skies and blue, raspy calls
mocking, cursing, he cannot tell
They sit and stare, watching his moves,
Late afternoons when shadows fall,
he rubs his eyes, his ears, unsure if
he sits in an office or a graveyard
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Crows have always scared me.
ReplyDeleteI've always thought ALL birds were mocking birds.
ReplyDeleteLousy little winged things, flying whenever they like...
Pearl
I agree with the others. Crows are just BAD.
ReplyDeleteOk...need to discuss your view of crows.
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