Crows Call

By an old church stands a stone wall
Clouds drift with a deceptive speed
On a tree stump she sat in thrall
By an old church stands a stone wall
On the wind she hears crows  call
Looking for another place to feed
By an old church stands a stone wall
Clouds drift with a deceptive speed

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2 thoughts on “Crows Call

  1. Love this M. Looking forward to the follow up verses to this romanctic poem.
    And thanks for the lovely lesson in both triolet and sentinas. The former’s more easier the grasps the technical firnese. I think I need to be a rocket scientist to catch the latter. lol. 🙂

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