Mad Chatter

So many words to read,

To write, too little

Time in daylight, I

Prefer the dark of

Night, heavy lidded

Eyes, no sleep, my

Body hurts...

And then I hear you

Calling, crows waking,

Making plans for their 

Day, gulls join as the

Tides arrive with hope

Of scraps to eat,

Morning music ...

Daylight creeps in the

Crack of the drapes

But what day is it,

Insomnia leads to

Insanity, think I'll

Go outside and chat

With crows...

By Gail Constable

From: Canada

Instagram: witch_of_words1955