The Violet Crow

November 25, 2011 § 4 Comments

Now a refugee, the violet crow

Was momentarily distracted by the flapping strings.

He climbed the dripping roof,

Shaking bits of chilled bread crusts

And eying constellations of frigid berries in the brambles.

Advertisements

§ 4 Responses to The Violet Crow

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading The Violet Crow at Circuitous Route.

meta

%d bloggers like this: