counting crows


The earth is quiet

As silent as a tomb


Crows gaggle on a wire

Against a harvest moon


It seems a thin place

Where I am standing


As if time…were standing still


I count the crows descending

They are bound to get there fill


The dawn will

Chase the darkness


The scarecrow fails

To shoo the crows


There is sweetness

 In this dreaming


Only the… created creator knows


In the soul is found contentment

When busy counting crows

  • Author: willyweed (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 15th, 2018 11:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • GON

    There's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last.

  • orchidee

    A fine write ww.

  • Fay Slimm.

    Like that positive thought that dawn will chase the darkness - how true WW. - -- a sweet dream of a read.

    • willyweed

      Thank you Faye, sweet dreams 4 u ww

    • Snowflake Incorrigable

      Expected level, you surpass yourself.

      • willyweed

        Thank you so much nice of you to say. ww

        • Snowflake Incorrigable

          You're welcomed, I'll write more but I have to dash to the south with a burning cross. Best Wishes.

        • BRIAN & ANGELA

          Thanks WILLY ~ Great tribute to CROWS & CROWING ~ Yours BRIAN

          • willyweed

            Thanks Brian

          • Goldfinch60

            Great write ww and a fine positive ending.

            • willyweed

              all's well that end's well Thank you G I appreciate it

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