The Crows Within The Poplar Trees Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

The Crows Within The Poplar Trees

Rating: 5.0


Against the sky of palest blue
The poplar trees stood straight and tall,
And towered above the rooftops
Casting shadows down beneath.

A cooling breeze caressed their twigs
Which soon would wear a cloak of green,
For summer days were drawing near
That urged the sap to rise.

Within the crowns that lay so bare
A group of crows did try to gain,
The highest point of status
As they squabbled and they fought.

Their raucous calls and flapping wings
Disturbed the silence of the morn,
Until they found their rightful place
And arguments ageed.

Against the sky of palest blue
Their sillhouettes as black as night,
So still they perched amongst the boughs
Upon the poplar trees.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lynda Robson 05 April 2009

The proud poplar, standing tall, you have described these trees and the crows so well, an outstanding write Andy, as always, 10 Lynda xx

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Laurie Hill 05 April 2009

Excellent imagery portrayed by your words.Thoroughly enjoyed, , ,10

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Ernestine Northover 21 June 2009

I can picture these birds in those poplar trees, it takes me back to my childhood living in the country where crows were rife. Enjoyable read this non-rhyming poem. Love the flow even without the rhymes. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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Sandra Martyres 15 April 2009

Great imagery Andrew - nice write 10

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Sandra Fowler 14 April 2009

An extraordinary poem painting. I love crows. They are so brave and rescourceful. Your last stanza lingers in the mind. Warmest regards, Sandra

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Andrew, nature's realm is always in your heart and soul and once again your work is stunning. I love your use of color and the last stanza is so vivid. 10 from me

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Alison Cassidy 08 April 2009

Birds and tress sing a perfect duet. Graceful poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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