Monday, 18 May 2015

Crow's Sunny Day



a sunny day  
and crow spied 
the snake 

sunning itself
on a path 
in the woods 

crow swooped low
and attacked -
stabbing and stabbing 

the reptile's head 
working away without mercy 
until he'd stabbed

the squirming serpent 
to death
and carried it away

with a victory roll 
gliding low through the outstretched branches 
of the trees  

- all that remained 
on the path 
was the stench 

  and  it was 
                     vile




10 comments:

  1. Like Rachel, I can feel the stench.

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  2. It was a surprise ending.

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    1. It was a surprise ending, and I think that's because crows tend to generate a bad press poetically speaking, a bad press a la Ted Hughes for example.

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  3. That crow_! It flies to many places.
    __Interesting view (and tang in the air) here.
    _m

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    1. You can't keep a good crow down!

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  4. The poem is like a painting. I could see it.

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    1. I can see why you would like it.

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