Only the crow
flies today
dark against the sky
daring the wind to tango
between ridge and cloud.
Only the crow
lifts my eyes up
steals my breath
in a whirling dive
of bravery.
Only the crow
Published
The bits that didn’t get said
Hear my words 
I love the poem – so true – we don’t tend to like crows very much, and then you see them on a windy day or attacking a buzzard – and then you remember how they are such a brave part of the ecosystem – very special in their own way. My chickens fight a constant battle against the crows trying to steal their food – its the one thing that unites my chickens – against the outside invader! Mmm……