The Crow Poem by Matthew Holloway

the caw, caw of the crow
interrupts the stillness of the morning
heavy in its tone resounding
from some distance it carries
shattering the beauty of bird song
caw, caw it continues
a train passes by filling the air
with the sound of steel on steel
a wind whistling, rolling by
silence
a time passes
birdsong resumes
the stillness of the morning
serenity
an ode to peaceful nature
caw, caw
curse that crows call