Friday, October 03, 2014

The Birds Debark

It's started to look like my blog is a lot of photography. Which I don't mind, but I'm mostly a writer and  besides for stories, I used to write poems too. I don't seem to be able to write poems at the level I used to, but that's no reason not to write poems anyway. Who knows when inspiration may take the wheel? 

 So here's a summary of last weekend's invasion of crows in our little three house cul de sac.

They flew every which way
Not planning to stay
Which was fine with me
But seriously,

What in the heck
Were all these black flecks?
Dozens of birds
Flapping was heard

They came from the trees
past bushes and bees,
grass and yards on a lark
This flock did debark

Pecking their beaks 
Into the streets
Then those birds--all around
Left without sound.

love kj


  1. I love your photography and your poetry. Keep doing it!

  2. We sometimes have hundreds, and I have no idea why.

  3. they must have one brain cell that flies around to all of them with instant messages - like "FLY NOW" or "STAY AND EAT". amazing

  4. Hi Karen,
    I've been in and out of inspiration-halls, sometimes writing, sometimes just wishing for a nudge. The condition is temporary, like a hankering for ice-cream in winter. Thanks for your visit.

  5. Well pictured and said, kj. As usual. Hope your autumn continues to be wonderful.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

  6. A lovely paean to that noisy bunch roosting in your yard. Is that blue on some of their necks?

    1. amanda, i had to look up 'paean. :^)
      i hadn't noticed that stunning blue until you mentioned it. i don't know enough about birds to know what that means. i want to know.

      thanks, amanda,

  7. This reminded me of a time when a whole load of crows spent a few days here flying from tree to tree - I later found out that they where the recently thrown out of home adolescents who had congregated into one large flock - no doubt complaining to one another about the sudden turn of their parents attentive feeding and protecting and now here they were out in the world fending for themselves. It does seem to be an annual thing but no where near the numbers I saw that particular year. Nice words - gift from the birds me thinks*!*