A Rainy Woodland Morning
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David Wood
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The morning lasted all day
Rain dripped off the backs
Of jet-black ravens
Perched in the branches
Of tired ancient larch.
They looked angrily,
More annoyed,
At magpies foraging
Through lonely sentinel bins.
Who didn’t care about rain,
Only about thieving ravens.
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