Crowdown

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For 1394 Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand

I stepped outside, feeling low. There, before me, stood a crow. He cooly looked me up and down as he wore a beaky frown. I wondered, would I lose my blues if I could wear this birdy's shoes? Would his life be more complete, he asked, if he could have my seat? But I wasn't sitting on a seat, and no shoes were on his feet.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/30/2025 11:16:00 AM

Love your whimsy. I was wanting to say birdy feet as I read it. Instead of bird's feet

David Crandall
Date: 6/30/2025 4:50:00 PM

Thanks Andrea! I think you are right! For one thing, I think the meter sounds a little better with "birdy". I hope you don't mind I'm snatching your idea and changing right now.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 6/30/2025 10:42:00 AM

Just because you don't see them, doesn't mean they're not there. :))

David Crandall
Date: 6/30/2025 4:49:00 PM

Haha, I think he was wearing saddle shoes! :-))