She perches with stealth
head moving in staccato
to whispering winds
a watcher of the night sky
sentry until break of day
©Vivian Zems
She perches with stealth
head moving in staccato
to whispering winds
a watcher of the night sky
sentry until break of day
©Vivian Zems
January 12, 2018 at 6:45 pm
They always seem to be alert and watchful…
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January 12, 2018 at 7:21 pm
Always! By the way I gave you a mention on my anniversary post and wanted to say thank you for all the inspiration 😊💙
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January 12, 2018 at 8:15 pm
I hadn’t seen it, Vivian… I’m hibernating with ‘flu. I just ahad a wander over… thank you so much! ❤
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January 12, 2018 at 9:06 pm
😊
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January 12, 2018 at 9:29 pm
I think you covered the crow beautifully Vivian….also congrats I saw your blog is having a birthday, well done you, onwards and upwards as they say.
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January 13, 2018 at 2:37 pm
Thank you Michael. ..on both counts!😊
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January 13, 2018 at 5:00 am
The crow in the photograph WAS looking like he was alert, and keeping a lookout for something. Great short poem!
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January 13, 2018 at 8:27 am
Thank you! 😊
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January 16, 2018 at 12:05 am
great poem. I love to hear the birds at night when they flap their wings in the trees.
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January 16, 2018 at 8:54 am
Thank you 🙂 yes, it’s a beautiful sound.
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