My Children

A murder of crows
in a cherry tree.
They flap, spit-
make triumphant squawks
until a stone pillar remains;
pebbles scatter my grass.

© 2012, Pamela Clarke Vandall

Author’s Feature Week: Pamela Clarke Vandall. Also look for her work in Issue 2 of Bare Hands Poetry and Issue 3 of Poetry Bus Magazine.

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