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Click hereI cannot look at a crow
without imagining that he wears
a slick grin, running lengthwise, inviting.
It's your fault, your totem,
I see everywhere lone
or with another doing crow things.
Topping telephone lines,
streetlights and cawing orders,
drilling bottom
of trashcans for leftovers.
Most would think just a black bird,
an annoying pest. Not me, however,
I see you, oh so clever, wicked
lover, I see you.
to this poem that just keeps the whole thing at a nice simmer. Clever crows. Clever you.
how I love a good crow poem. And this is one. Your descriptions bring it to life. well done, write another one, please?
~ m