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settle now
at your own
foolish peril
as a crow's nest
of rusted barbed wire
piles mocked misery
ever the higher
so painful to see
how man's struggle sadly reflects
such valiant avian's survival...............
(July 9, 2011 113pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I watched a PBS special on 'The Great Depression' not long ago focusing for the most part on the dust bowls in Oklahoma during the late 1930's and someone had snapped a black and white photo of a crow out in the middle of nowhere making its nest out of nothing but barbed wire. I found that to be such a sad sign of the times and this little poem came to me from that.

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last updated 9 July 2011 - 9:19pm
©9 July 2011 - 5:16pm — palewingedpoetess
4 June 2012 - 9:18pm — Solitary_Dreamer
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sometimes like the bird we

sometimes like the bird we have nothing else to work with, but still we try to strive ahead.. though sometimes we also succomb to what we view as nothingness... a good piece

6 July 2014 - 12:20am — palewingedpoetess
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thanks,

it deviates from the normal sort of writing I do but I enjoyed the imagery very much. Sincerely, Melissa