The crows commute
their morning route
traversing pointless toils
and like this crew
I'm searching too
for any signs of spoils
and while they caw
I set my jaw
determined to contend
with hopes my flight
attains new height
before I must descend.
Are You Reading Me?
Nice poem. Particularly enjoyed the parallelism in the syllabary.
ReplyDeleteAlex Hurst, fantasy author in Japan, participating in Blogging A-Z April Challenge.
Thanks a lot Alex, I will definitely stop by your blog!
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