The Crow Called…..Awe, Awe, Awe

“for my friend, Drew”

in defiance, tall trees clapped and

shook their fists

argued all night at a cool blustery

spring wind

sleepless birds wisely stayed silent

you got up

composed a poem on the porch while

standing in the dark

eventually, you went back to bed

waited for dawn

when Carolina wrens sang in the fence line and

mockingbirds mocked

a red tanager flitted and picked the ground

near the porch

pileated wood pecker drummed

in woods

you heard a crow and owl in the distance

went for a walk

a pair of doves flushed at the entry

to the park

geese and goslings came close to see if you

had food

blue heron rose up from weeds near the shore

of the pond

flew low, west over water and tall grass

rose up

turned north over tennis courts and

disappeared

shadows silently rippled over the field

two brown hawks

dipped and soared in blue sky

squirrels ran for cover

robins and cardinals scavenged near by

you returned to the porch

sipped cold green tea and looked northwest over trees

at distant hawks

a crow came, sat in the oak that leans over the road

towards the park

one eye on you, one eye on the park and called

…..awe, awe, awe

two blue jays settled in the pear tree

squirrels chased about

crow kept staring, called – awe, awe, awe

…..awe, awe, awe

spread it’s wings flew off into the park

hawks still circled

geese still begged, doves still cooed,

tanager will dance

to wood pecker drums all dressed in red

hawks will feast

something will die, the crow calls out from the woods

…..awe, awe, awe

5-7-20