Welcome to Week 7 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
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Here’s a poem precipitated by the visit of a raven to my yard. Yes, my yard. I couldn’t believe it! It had come to investigate why the currawongs were so keen on the dregs of the canary seed that I had thrown on the lawn earlier. The currawongs are not usually interested in leftover canary seed. Unusually, the dregs contained a reasonable quantity of egg and biscuit. This protein snack caused quite a stir in the resident bird population. I was surprised. Never had a raven visited my yard. We had to scare the birds off though when my True Love spotted our neighbour’s cat, Clyde, on the prowl.
Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental.
The Business of Life
Nothing ventured or staying safe.
Boldness serves the lucky few.
Keeps the wolf from the door.
Be it safe or unsafe in numbers.
Fat cat decides —
Your fate and mine —
As king of the castle.
Damned if you do.
Damned if you don’t.
Life on the breadline.
Stay safe everyone.