three crows cross the yard

oblivious to the time, and

with nowhere to go

I spend the morning singing

as I pull weeds from the earth


three crows cross the yard

then vanish in the new leaves

which cover the trees

I see only their shadows;

they are gone when I look up


three crows cross the yard

their blue-black wings stir the air

with tessellations

this poem is like all the others:

old patterns within patterns

(March 30, 2023)


  1. subtextures says:

    thanks for for your kind comment about Three Crows. As far as your question goes: I would not say I am drawn to nature. I write often about what is in front of me. I sit on my back porch quite a bit, therefore nature is in front of me. It is important to me because it is a way of paying attention to the world of which I am a part. I have written about my long commute to work as well, not sure I would call that nature.


  2. motiv8n says:

    This is a beautiful poem that depicts the beauty of nature and the simple things in life. The imagery is so vivid and the flow is amazing. I really enjoyed reading it.
    I have a question for you, have you always been drawn to writing about nature and why do you think it’s important to showcase it in your work?


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