caw cawA Poem by annie lee outside my former office window, crows would congregate on the oaks everyday about 4pm, a murder of crows and an atonal recital. tanka
the crows are laughing in their raucous, obnoxious way, excited about fat caterpillars on all the blighted oak trees © 2013 annie lee |
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annie leePrunedale, CAAboutI'm a tough old broad who spent almost 30 years at Ma Bell, and that is high level training for surviving in the jungle. Thank you for your patience. I am retired from the Unix and Linux world, but w.. more..Writing
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