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One Single Impression says 'Thanks to Barb at WillThink4Wine for this week's prompt, melody.'
temperatures warm even the rasping of crows imparts melody
A very unique take on this prompt. Love the picture too. www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com
Sue, what do you think? Great minds think alike? Or is it that we both just turned slowly to nature?I love crows, too, and write about them quite often. Neat poem, and great art, as usual.
We can find music in everything on earth! Beautiful fractal! :)
..the crow~differently musical..thank u..
...it's gotta be hell hot when a cawing of a crow offers a break!! Love the image!
Crow music is wonderful. I really enjoyed your fractal also.
Crows, always a part of the summer scene, have their own grandstand speakers in the environmental balcony.
I love this. Crows make up in volume and enthusiasm what they lack in finesse. Not sure why, but I have kind of a soft spot for them.
I love when that happens to the crows. Thanks.Writing in Faith: Poems
How different! I have never thought of them in that way...
Oh, a beautiful blog, and a lovely Haiku. We both have been attracted to the warmth in the melody.:)
I listen to crows singing to me every day! Wonderful!
reminds of summer evenings when everything's at a very slow pace, very nice
Such true words imparts interesting memories.
Sue, every time you make it look so simple while it comes out wonderful. Just so light and lovely.love you, Melanie
Love this, I can remember the winterwhen you were bogged down with snow, it's sound like happiness finally rings! Good to see you up and running again!! Now to catch up!Hugs Sherrie
Crows do seem to "get up close and personal" when they "sing" or as they do to me frequently, "talk." Wonderful image.(I frequently find a crow will natter away until I finally look right at it, then it quiets. :-D)
crows... they tease and impart an impatience w/humans.. as if they tolerant our existence.. though i do love the poem.. and of course, that fractal reminds me of the impressionist garden.. whaz his name... awful that i cannot remember... monet... yesss...
once again you shine.
Your fractural is cool and lovely, like a quiet pool in the forest but I can feel the summer heat in the poem. Those raspy crows sure raise a rukus!
I could see myself walking down this country road on a ghastly hot day, not knowing for sure if anything could still be alive-then hearing the crow. I immagine it could be music to my ears.A fine poem.Thank You.
i for one love crows,, they seem so dark and mysterious,, guess i can thank poe for that!!
this is oh so true. Love the haiku.
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