caw caw

A Poem by annie lee

outside my former office window, crows would congregate on the oaks everyday about 4pm, a murder of crows and an atonal recital. tanka

the crows are laughing

in their raucous, obnoxious

way, excited about

fat caterpillars

on all the blighted oak trees

© 2013 annie lee

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Added on July 31, 2013
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annie lee

Prunedale, CA

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I'm a tough old broad who spent almost 30 years at Ma Bell, and that is high level training for surviving in the jungle. Thank you for your patience. I am retired from the Unix and Linux world, but w.. more..