The Murderous CrowsA Poem by DoreenMy very first attempt at a Villanelle. I needed inspiration and just looked out the window. And this was born. (The photo is my creation)Birds on a wire, the murderous crows commonly known as an omen of doom silently staring and perching in rows What they might ponder, I cannot suppose, their black, piercing eyes bore into my room Birds on a wire, the murderous crows Outside my window the flock slowly grows unsettled, I watch them gather and loom silently, staring and perching in rows. The flapping of wings sings songs of sorrows here with a message for me, I assume. Birds on a wire, the murderous crows My fear has ebbed of these wondrous fellows; you see, we're not unalike I presume-- silently staring and perching in rows. Pencil tapping, I stare out the window perched on my chair as I sit in the gloom Birds on a wire, the murderous crows, silently staring and perching in rows. © 2015 DoreenAuthor's Note
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