Downward stroke of raven wing,
coal-black and glistening
in the morning sun,
sweeps clouds into one,
a blot on the blue.
Its forsaken caw
breaks early morning
silence
like the letterbox flap,
the post on the mat;
only its message
is scrawled in the sky
and punctuated
by its shiny jet eye.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
corvid in flight – Sue Vincent
My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt – Messenger #writephoto



























Lovely word images!
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