Each morning she called the sun with her three-call
Caw-Caw-Caw | Caw-Caw-Caw -- until light came up
behind the mountains. She flew into it. That light.
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06 April 2008
Biography of a Crow in Three Lines
Each morning she called the sun with her three-call
Caw-Caw-Caw | Caw-Caw-Caw -- until light came up
behind the mountains. She flew into it. That light.
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Great picture and story of a crow's life. He thinks his "caws" bring forth the sun each day. Love it.
Posted by: Niki | 07 April 2008 at 04:43 PM
I do so love your crow poems.
Posted by: ...deb | 07 April 2008 at 10:12 PM
This is great info to know.
Posted by: Carolena | 21 October 2008 at 10:08 PM
I really like the breaks, especially between the "caw-caw-caw" and "until light came up", followed by the line break.
Posted by: Bruce | 13 October 2010 at 10:15 AM