Winged Deliverance

I never quite remember what I’m doing when I catch the black swirls out of the corner of my

eye; but I have come to appreciate how crows have always demanded my attention.

For as long as I can recall crows have captivated my imagination

All-seeing swarthy figures flitting into my consciousness and

Dark brown eyes staring through me, seizing my thoughts, causing me pause,

to take stalk of what I have been doing, and whether I should continue.

Then there is the clarion caw, snapping me back to reality

In a matter of seconds this bird has again delivered me from my mindlessness.


– Chris George

June 2020 





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