The Crow, the Rook, the Jackdaw and the Raven — 100-word Story


Thick-billed one that settles high

Sends a vigorously strident cry

As he eyes a bit of silver thread

Upon a threshold far ahead

Bare-faced birds in towers on high

From their nests peer down and I

Dare not discern what they may think

As none of them appear to blink as I pass by

Grey-headed kings with coal black wings

Perch along tall smoky things

Atop the rooftops overhead

Giving me a sense of dread

It is the large black creature’s style

To ponders prey but for awhile

And then to swoop from its abode

To gather carrion from the road

-kay salady


About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on December 3, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Excellent post. Love that you have put in the photos of the birds too.


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