Words can create magic and I want to get lost in them for some part of each day.

June 11, 2011


Crows in the Courtyard
Sitting in a row.
Crows in the Courtyard
Hopping to and fro.
Making plans,gossiping away.
Shouting,shrieking and holding sway.
Rebuking each other like seasoned hags.
Having honed the art of put-downs and nags.
Getting ready to dive,
or to Chastise- any passer-by.
And all of a sudden they fly-feathers explode!
The Glistening Black of a metalled road.


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