Raven pecks his way along shore’s

lapping edge as

red-winged blackbirds

chase each other

through swaying grass. Over-seeing

gulls survey it

all, as do I.

Raven rises

up and squawks at me to let it

be. Why fiddle

with words when you

can just observe?

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Raven pecks his way

along shore’s lapping edge while

 others sit and sing.

                                                    JDG