After the tempest
a trembling moment
of thundering silence
crows wheel overhead
suspended on air
circling in dark desolation
their lingering caws
black melancholy cries
drifting ethereal and ghostly
a lament riding the wind
like a falling leaf
fading into the distance
© Ann Bagnall

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