Penny Hemans - four black crows

four black crows
a corsair of feathers
sink great beaks
into the half coconut shell
swinging from a bendy
tender branch

sounds of breaking
split the air

four black crows
dancing on the chimney pots
waiting for ever
while flakes of coconut
saturate
the hungry soil

and one black feather
waits to be remembered

Penny Hemans

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