Saturday, October 30, 2010

What's in a Name?

I really don't like the "murder of crows" designation.
How about:

A raucous of crows
A road block of crows
A nightfall of crows
A guffaw of crows
A gleaning of crows
A pulse of crows
A wave of crows
A contemplation of crows
A tide of crows
A furlong of crows
A commute of crows...?

Friday, October 1, 2010

Their Own Wise Ways

My million year old gut
Loves the feeling
Safe, seemingly, in my house
A thousand years of technology in the making
Protecting me
From the wind wild
The elemental weather,
Billions of years in the coming
A creation of sun and water and air
Chaotic as it flaunts and flails
Randomly demonstrating and demanding.
I would not want to be a Chickadee on this day
Clinging to a tree.
But they have their own wise ways
And likely a rising in their guts too,
Now don’t they?