Ravens gather in stark branches,
black ornaments adorning ashy trees
against white grey clouds.
Wind moves the snow from roof to roof,
revealing glittery patches of red clay,
water droplets shiver with each sudden gust.
The bell tower erupts with a chiming shout;
the ravens scatter, the bright sky obscured
by thick vibrating bodies.
1 comment:
"water droplets shiver"
Nice! But those crows are driving me nuts... where's my air rifle?? I'm going hunting...
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