Sunlight flashes
off a crow’s shoulder
like moonlight in an owl’s eye.
He shrugs,
becoming nothing
more than a silhouette
The sun
will not warm
the wind that shakes
leaves from trees.
I am ready
for the clarity of snow.
not reflective of where I am emotionally - it is an old poem from 2002 - but I saw a crow and it is windy and I thought of it...I should say this is an old photo - from last winter...
Well, it certainly is reflective of my current mood :)
ReplyDeleteThat is a beautiful photograph - very stark but the kind of thing I love. The poem also is beautiful and resonates with me - winter has its own beauty and gives time for contemplation and reflection.
ReplyDeleteI found you through Nature Girl. I love your black and white pictures, they have a timelessness about them that I find beautiful. I enjoyed your blog, I'll be back..!
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