Saturday, September 02, 2006

crows feeding

This is in response to poet Christine Klocek-Lim's "spark" to write an animal poem. Okay, the subject may not be cuddly or lovely, but that's me.

Don't read this before dinner.

image by dsnake1

crows feeding

does it care about
the big tyres rolling past
it on the asphalt?

or what the humans think
of its table manners
as it tugs
at the remains
of what was once
     a rat
        run over by a car

it and its brethren
stabbing, hacking
at flesh and intestines
sure as a butcher slicing meat
as they jostle and bicker
over choice parts
blotches of blood and fur
            on black beaks
dark wings flapping
stirring dust and dead leaves

does it care what you think?
in a few days
the crow cullers will come
with their garbage bags and guns
and some of its brothers
or itself

         will die

but for now it will feast
even as big vehicles roll by.



Blogger floots said...

i don't envy them their job
but i have a sneaking admiration for crows
enjoyed this

03 September, 2006 19:18  
Blogger ufukhati said...

So tragic!

03 September, 2006 22:11  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you.
most people see them as ominous creatures.
love your post on the jackdaws. :)

hi ufukhati!
thanks for stopping by.
another writer from across the causeway!

04 September, 2006 00:15  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Gruesome reality. They have their job to do. Good poem!!

05 September, 2006 06:22  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thanks, pat!
Like floots said, "i don't envy them their job."

05 September, 2006 21:33  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is cool.
To think from the birds' view.
Vivid and visceral.

06 September, 2006 17:30  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thanks, gel!
i had a bird's eye view of the scene! :)

07 September, 2006 00:38  
Blogger polona said...

had to read this when i saw crows (like these birds for some reason)
though it's almost half past midnight here :)
enjoyed the poem!

21 September, 2006 06:33  

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