Crow Series (five of seven)

A3, pencil and acrylic.

Crow’s Feet

Day five, and crow remained alive.
She flew through snow and sleet and shower,
To rest by a wisteria bower.
In a puddle she saw her brow,
Furrowed and scarred but clearer now.
In a puddle she saw her talons,
Toughened and torn, worn in to balance.

SJL, 2012

 

 

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