Crow's Feet
Crow’s Feet
What dark epaulette drapes
the scare crows shoulder?
Gazing bleakly upon
withered corn stalks
rustling in the wind’s
disdainful howl.
What mistaken duty
denies dismissal’s call
condemns the sullen sentry
to cower at death’s touch
mourning silenced wings
What twist of fate
draws him to the ground
in featherless
shivering
death?
John G. Lawless
©11/15/2017
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