TWENTY CROWS
Audio Version
I counted twenty crows today,
twenty crows upon the wire,
straight and black
with heads held back
and eyes that glowed like fire.
Against the wind
they held their line,
huddled in the morning mist.
Like a child's dirty smudge
they would not budge,
till I scattered them with a kiss.
Well done Paul,
Poetry Day in Ireland today.
Plenty of crows dangling about
Jim
It always amazes me how many crows gather together on a wire. You are such a talent - even your first poems.