Clouds colored Krishna
awaited sturm und drang
paleness of the hour
"Mice!" the barn owl sang
Heavy drops are steady
The flighted not afraid
crows cackling over cornfields
a murder on the way
Downpour in the distance
stripped of leaves that fled
sparrows dodging arrows
in a pine tree needled bed
Rumbles in the autumn
fall the peridot star
screaming like an eagle to
mammoths stuck in tar
Nature knows its timing
watch the flight regroup
southward geese are v-ing
avoided fowl that swoop
Death to all that aviates
as lightning bolts the sky
a hundred birds are falling
and all of them to die
Nice heart felt poem!
Nice heart felt poem!
Ouch! those poor birds! good
Ouch! those poor birds! good flow!