A Crust

By Richard L. Provencher

Tue, 13 Mar 2018
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A Crust

 

is enticing. A tidbit

on a driveway of asphalt   

white morsel

against the blacktop--

 

an offering to swoop away

captures one crow’s attention.

Rustles its feathers

not one to miss the lure

of a tasty treat.

 

This vagabond bird begins

chanting his raucous call

and messages resonate

from tree to

yonder

 

seeking his mate. 

This morning’s snack

a prize for the hunt

and together a couple

descends to feeding bliss.

 

© 2018 Richard L. Provencher

 

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Submitted by Starfish Girl on

I do like this, so much in few words.

Crows do have a bad press but I like them, love their arrogant strut.

Lindy

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Hello Lindy, crows are my friends too. Please read my comments about them in my reply to Jenny. Thank you for your kind comments.

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Some great descriptions here Richard, you could be describing the two crows that come to feed in our garden every morning, especially in the last stanza.

Enjoyed reading.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Thank you, Jenny. Crows are fascinating creatures. They mate for life. When one crow calls repeatedly it is often because food has been spotted and the screecher will not partake until the mate arrives. They then have a couple's snack.

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Hello dear readers -- Very sorry, but I neglected to mention the above poem is a revised verson of "A Crust of Bread" poem published in ABCTales.com on Dec. 23, 2012. You  can check them for comparisons.

Richard L. Provencher