To Be Honest:

Hello White Wolf. Top of the day to you whatever time it may be. You are the comedian here. No one could ever accuse you of being a hacker or fraud for you are such an elegant and graceful poet with poetic expressions of your own. We know you were having fun here and time off from the usual. With this being said however we see the cleverness of a reader reading entries from page to page. Well done

Dig the well deeper. Let me see inside. Waiting. Best Wishes.

Wow Budgie, you have outdone yourself, what a wonderful poem! Hack me some more, mr. Fraud :) No this is not a Fraudian mistake.

I have to agree with Chris's comments, this is so well written, I wish to be as good a "hack" and "fraud" as this this!

If we give up certain things about ourselves, what is left? Sometimes, the answer is depressingly slight. Budgie, crows are not much different from ravens, if anything crows tend to group together in large numbers more. Towards the end of winter, in the American midwest (perhaps among other places) I've seen crows gather by the thousands in sycamore trees along the Ohio River. Maybe it's by the tens of thousands, for the din is impressive. It's still too cold for most other birds to be singing, and the crows' cawing blends together in a semi-raucous scream, a bit unearthly, like a massive alien choir in the quiet hours as night becomes morning. The first time I heard it it was scary - so loud and unknown - something really bad had to be going on. Now it's just their parliament or whatever passes for a party.

What is left for me to know? Nothing . I like this poem. A 7.

ohh, intense wordplay and mood, WW.. i am intrigued!..huggs

Wolf deep and dark words have dripped from your pen today

I like learning new things and I just learned that apparently "Hack" and "Fraud" mean fantastic poet in Australia. I didn't know that. :) Thanks Rick.

I like the expressive write, that came to you in a moment. However, agree with others, your heart and soul are there, showing in the writing we have always seen.:)

Hmmmmmmm....Interesting write indeed, but I'm with Demetrios. Somehow...it doesn't seem to reflect WW....but what do I know? ;) We are multifacited beings.

A heartless and soulless man poetry cannot write for he would lack feelings and inspiration therefore your claim I prove wrong my friend WW! Haha! Exceptional deep and honest poem. A 7!