Against the sky of palest blue
The poplar trees stood straight and tall,
And towered above the rooftops
Casting shadows down beneath.
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An extraordinary poem painting. I love crows. They are so brave and rescourceful. Your last stanza lingers in the mind. Warmest regards, Sandra
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
Birds and tress sing a perfect duet. Graceful poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Excellent imagery portrayed by your words.Thoroughly enjoyed, , ,10
The proud poplar, standing tall, you have described these trees and the crows so well, an outstanding write Andy, as always, 10 Lynda xx
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