Caw Caw Caucus
Outside convenes a caucus of noisy crows,
through my window I observe their convention,
an impressive display but no one really knows
their chaotic cacophonic intention.
Landing on the lawn, and taking to the trees
Seemingly argumentative and yelling.
A skitterry squirrel takes note and flees,
taking refuge in his knothole dwelling.
The clamorous cawing is strangely staccato,
Shattering the prior, peaceful dawn.
All at once in a flash of feathers, they all go,
To implement their plans, they must move on.
Written by Robert A. Dufresne
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