Conference of Crows
upon flat sky of smoldering light,
overcast the color of old chalk.
Wet snow persists, wind dead calm,
fox tracks follow pheasant tracks
along farm lane through field.
Conference of crows holding high court,
talk of confronting a hawk in flight,
or a perched owl to persecute.
Decisions will soon be reached,
with much greed and little patience:
where to fly,
what to eat,
when to leave.
© 2012 Richard Havenga
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