Mr. Crow
A flash of shadow in morning’s glow–
interrupts the daylight’s flow.
That sleek black coat I seem to know.
Why have you come here, Mr. Crow?
I heard that here the water’s fine.
The garden lush. The fruit divine.
I saw it falling from the vine
and swooped right in to make it mine.
You bow at us as though in jest,
then bend your wing and dip your chest.
You have not come at our behest.
We know you rob the songbird’s nest.
But I just stand here, staunch and tall.
I make no movement, sound no call.
I threaten no one. None at all.
Your garden holds me in its thrall.
The mourning doves and chickadees
do not bathe here as they please.
Black bird, you splash there, as though to tease,
then dry your feathers in the breeze.
I watch to see what you may do.
Through kitchen window, you’re in full view.
One beaded eye of turquoise hue
watches no songbirds. It watches you.
Mr. Crow, with feathers fine,
take care where you might choose to dine.
The grapes you eat were meant for wine.
Please stick to seeds. The grapes are mine!
To those of you behind the drapes,
it is a myth I dine on grapes
In garden grass, I watch for shapes.
No skittering snake or mouse escapes.
Small birds won’t deign to linger near
or take a bath while you are here.
Their fluttering movements display their fear.
They find your visit very queer.
I haven’t been here very long.
I’ve robbed no grapes, I’ve stilled no song.
Though your suspicions are grossly wrong,
since I’m not welcome, I’ll move along.
The blackbird lifts from saucer’s edge,
skirts the treetops, lands on the hedge.
A warbler lifts from stalks of sedge
and takes his place on the birdbath’s ledge.
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lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Incredible – beautiful image – feeling walking to Safari…well done!
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I think this is one of your best. Powerful.
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Judy,
this is fine indeed.
Big Hugs
john
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I enjoy watching a crow at a bath as much as a robin. Unique personalities.
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I love this poetic eavesdropping on a cocky crow! 🙂
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this is a favorite of mine.. thanks
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I’d love to see a crow in my birdbath! Great pics and poem.
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We’ve been discussing the difference between a crow and raven. Need to look it up. This was a gorgeous bird, whichever it was. We all suspect a crow.
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Besides size and tail shape and voice, a crow, when it lands, will twitch or flick its tail, but a raven lands more solidly.
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I absolutely love that detail!!! Watch for it in an upcoming post. May be years, but one day that knowledge will come in handy.
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I really love this post.
Crows really are amazing animals. I remember about a year ago reading on the BBC website stories of how a little girl would leave nuts out for the crows and in appreciation the crow left little trinkets. Another story was how one crow saw a woman lose an earring in a field. A day later the woman found it on a table where she regulary fed the crows.
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Now that is amazing. I hope it is true, don’t you? I know they are pests and rob nests, but nonetheless I love them. I had a clay sculpture of a wonderful crow made by an artist friend stolen from my 15 foot high wall. Someone must have boosted someone else up on their shoulders! I still have one made of wire that my husband gave me as a gift one year. It was one of the few art pieces that made the trip to Mexico with me sixteen years ago.
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Hi Judy. The crow stories I mentioned really did seem to be true. I believe them.
I’m sorry your sculpture was stolen. I imagine it must have been impressive.
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