CROW TALK
Each morning
you caw at first light
announcing the dawn
of a new day
Abrasive
in your declaration
of the rising sun
shining on red tile roof tops
What are you saying?
Is it a warning of events yet to come
a call to prepare for a new season
or an auspicious sign of hope
I wish
I could talk crow talk
and heed the warning
of this black feathered messenger
As you “Caw, caw, caw”
sentinel from the top of the oak tree
instead, I wake and wonder
What has upset you this early?
2023 Lauri Cruver Cherian