no free lunch (20160919)

standing below the spinning sky
the falcon doesn’t heed me
having found more palatable prey
in its freedom

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Poet Rummager September 20, 20169:24 pm

Whew! It’s a good thing crows aren’t the most favorite dish for falcons.
1. crow September 20, 20169:55 pm
  
  Too ornery to eat.
  1. Poet Rummager September 20, 20169:56 pm
    
    Maybe if the crow didn’t stay up past his bedtime, he wouldn’t be so ornery. 😀
  2. crow September 20, 201610:15 pm
    
    Ha. Ha. Ha.
  3. Poet Rummager September 20, 201610:16 pm
    
    Goodnight Chuckie. xo
rivrvlogr September 30, 201611:45 am

My reading of this is pretty timely. I just posted a poem about a Bald Eagle.
1. crow September 30, 201611:52 am
  
  Those big birds of prey always fascinate me. For living in a city we seem to have a lot of hawks.

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