Thursday, April 20

Crow on the shoulder of the road


The crow on the shoulder of the road 
stood unmoved by the roar of the car 
a car that had traveled the world with 
a man marred and afraid of his past 
the crow flapped his wings in the wind,
hopped two times in pursuit of the car
but the man never knew about the crow.

This poem was written in response to Fireblossom Friday and shared at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. To read more crow inspired poetry or share your own crow inspired work, head over to the imaginary garden. 

14 comments:

  1. But the crow knew all about him!

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    1. Indeed! Thanks for stopping by, Fireblossom!

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  2. The crow was the luckier of the two.

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  3. I like the progression of this, very much.

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  4. Yes, the crow had vision, the man road blind.

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  5. I love this! Brilliant write.❤️

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  6. Oh, wow. This made me want to cry. What a well-written piece.

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    1. Thank you, April. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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  7. Bet he drives by plenty of knowing crows, oblivious every time. His loss!

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