Nature and Landscape Photography, Photographic Journal of literary and Poetic Expressions
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
A Crow and an Old Barn - Why is he staring at me?
One crow came, sat on yonder barm
Looked straight down and cawed at me
“What is it? What message?” I implored
He looked silently, but spoke no more
I laughed, and thought, “I sound like Poe”
“Talking to a Crow”, I’ve got to go!