Eh! Ye showed up three-- what, four days ago, with yer cawing and fuss. Has ye started to think mebbe you got the wrong house? I see you've brought a friend this time. Both of ye, begone!
No, O crow, I know why you dance in the limbs over my room, I know now! A pair of crows has business with me for two reasons: one, they've showed up to escort me to the next world, or two: they bring me a message, and since I ain't dyin', a deciphering of their urgent calling is due. Say it again, O crow, what have ye to tell me?
I could borrow the vision of the crow, for a moment, or for good-- they know I'm in here, they know which rafter to point their beaks at, to rattle my skull as I fidget with the camera. How about a picture, ye rascal? I've got a zoom lens on this baby, smile! Now where have they gone?
There, a moment of peace. Who but the crow would show up to scream at a dying man, to make his last moments noisier, and less peaceful? Rude! Nah, the crows are here because they see what I see, and they tell me that truly I am not dying, but like the crow, I've found a perch where I can see inside of my own house, and see the squirming life within, a place I'd hardly looked before. There I am! What is it I'm doin in there? O crow, it must be important, for you to help me look upon it, what are ye seeing that got you squawking so?
Here's what I see, it's the reason you cry above the window, O crow, it's that I've envisioned something else now, for once, I can see a better way, and you know I won't be coming with you now. That's it! Where are you going now, ye scamp!
Thought I was ready to move into the next fractal already? O crow, now you know, it ain't time to go. Not for me, not yet. There! I see very well-- like you-- what I'm up to now, and why my eyesight is suddenly crisp, like yours. I have seen through the dusty windows from an angle that was wholly new, and there I was sweeping the floor and pulling down cobwebs, and what is this? Window cleaner. Now we will see won't we, O crow?
Is that my house? It looks so forgotten from up here. Now, O crow, I see what yer seeing, and I think I see what yer saying: "You in there! How many years of pollen and dust have clouded your view? That's right, you missed a spot, but now you see! See that clump of feathers that absorbs every ray of light in the branches above? The better to see you with, now, as you clean your windows, finally, you wash that residue away."
I love that crow, always something to say, something to see.
thanks for reading along, all crow pics by me, and all musing is fictional here today, inspired by the antics and folklore of the crows
Pretty interesting sounds like a poem ! Maybe you should write poetry !
I nearly used the poetry tag, but decided that it wasn't quite poetry, I didn't want to anger any poets.
Since the Raven by Edgar Allan Poe, I can't help but relate crows with a close death but actually they are more interested in stealing than in anything else... if crows come your way, maybe there's something valuable not being taken care of. They are quite opportunistic.
Thank you @ertwro, I'll contemplate that thought for a while, nice insight!
Sho quite amazingly intence, this is definately a different side of you that I havn't encountered up till now, and I am grateful that I did
I like to add suspenseful interludes, little daylight encounters, but it's really based on some crows that have been hanging around the area, and I asked my daughter what they might want. She googled it and said that it could mean clairvoyance, or that someone is about to die. They didn't seem to be ominous, just noisy, so I started looking for them when they came by. And the camera-- I think it has an infrared light in it that they can see, as soon as I point it at them, they're flying away.
I have to agree with @crochetlover, it did remind me of a poem, or maybe a sonnet? I'll have to look up the definition of that, could be using it wrong. But an older style of prose at any rate.
They are extremely noisy sob's, my mom gets highly irritated when they take residence in her backyard, she's always yelling Shoo at them, and I swear they squawk Screw you back at her.
From what I've found online they are extremely intelligent, pretty fascinating creatures. Oh..that reminds me, I wonder if I can find the video.
Hopefully you'll be able to watch, I laughed my ass off