Crow flies

Today seems too have been the day of the crow, so here’s another crow and pearl (and oystercatcher) poem.

Photo© Raimond Spekking / CC BY-SA 4.0 (via Wikimedia Commons)

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Crow flies

Waves toss

Fish swim

Pearls glint

Moon in the water

Fashioned from foam.

And along the kelp-strewn strand

Where mussles wheeze

And cockles blow

A high stepping bird

Priest-garbed

One eye cocked

For the carrion stalker

Sifts and searches

For the dark sea’s prize.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

6 thoughts on “Crow flies”

    1. Thanks Damien 🙂 We get gulls, the smell of the sea and the ebb and flow of the tides, but because we’re in a city, we get crows too, and they fight over revolting stuff with the gulls. I love watching them.

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