Morning (Poem)

Morning

By

Kira A. Moore

 

 

Fallow fields,

Undulate.

 

Black under,

The feet

 

Of misguided

Crows,

 

Whose 

Croaks and

 

Caws,

Echo across

 

Barren ground

And cloudy skies.

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