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The Message of the Crow
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The Message of the Crow |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee 
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I saw the crow this morning. On the front lawn, raving. His winged three, fellows of cool. His tuft slicked back and cocky. I smiled, and he threw a whistle. Message clear, he flew away. Cruising the air, his turf. Drag Racing through the valley again. Seems just yesterday, I was thinking. How the sweat was still thick. The sun was still blossomed out. As if I needed to bed check, Charge Extra, I searched the nests of migrants Sure enough, they had packed up overnight. Leaving me a thank you note of leaves. Before I closed the front door on summer. The wind picked up and kissed me Cool, in the first morning breath of fall. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Regina, so glad that I am not the only one noticing the first fingers of Fall touching... well done! |
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MoonShadow Senior Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 943Dark side of the Moon. |
What a way to mark the change of seasons. Nice and refreshing... lots of imagery.. and figurative language. Very well done!! :-) |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Rwood, A soft and lovely goodbye. |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Last year, the people of North London were ecstatic to see fall and winter set it, because for some reason, crows migrated there in the spring and would not leave. It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen, crows as far as the eye can see, very tree just black with them. There must have been 50,000 of them. They stayed from sring, till the snow flew.  Rex |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
RWood~ 'Before I closed the front door on summer. The wind picked up and kissed me Cool, in the first morning breath of fall.' Some lovely imagery springs ... er, falls to mind~  ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
very nice.. descriptive, emotive, and observant... a pleasure to read... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
The indications of the coming fall well expressed in this fine piece of writing! Very sagely written! If you think the winds are cool down there in country music country then you should come up here sometime and experience these eastern Canadian winds near the ocean. What a rush they are all the same! Good work! |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Very exceptionally well done, Regina. Sandra |
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Eloise Senior Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 1096Wyoming |
Before I closed the front door on summer. The wind picked up and kissed me Cool, in the first morning breath of fall. Loved these last 3 lines, it says it all. And yes, it's just around the corner. Nice job! |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Wow, you just get better and better with each line you write! Loved the imagery like everyone else |
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