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THE MURDER OF CROWS

Updated: May 9, 2023



They flock, fly and cackle

Crackle, loot and caw

By the sun’s rise, busy

They greet me “wake up!”

Wake up! Wake up

You sleepy-head soul

You’ll miss all today.


Leave me be

Do what you must

A flock in my garden

A lone outlook thusly

Overseeing

The murder of crows.


A Murder of Crows

An Unkindness of Ravens

A Parliament of Magpies

All brilliant crooks

All will steal all your cravings

Pies,

And corn in a row.


They’ll steal your glitter

They’ll snatch up your gold

The scraps I toss out

They think they have stole.


Back in the woods

They fight over spoils

A dozen or so

An unkind Parliament

The nemesis of Poe,

A murder of crows

Never nevermore.

tom tenbrunsel

Carl Sandburg Writer 2023


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tenbrunsel2
Apr 07, 2023

I am about to publish my second book of poems😎

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