crow

April 6th, 2010 | 92 Entries

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92 Entries for “crow”

  1. One crow, on the wire that stretched across the sky.
    One sky, too blue, too bright for the events of the day.
    One day, too much to handle for one feeble mind.
    One mind, that shut itself away.

    by Rachel on 04.07.2010
  2. crow the crow black bird big bird the birds evil birds farmers eyes pecked out lighthouse disneyland vacation pidgeons space mountain.

    by Kyle Rider on 04.07.2010
  3. I hadn’t seen it before, and yet it reminded me of so much.

    The harsh black was out of place on the Easter-green lawn but I could think of places just right for the animal.

    I remembered grey and wet sidewalks and dripping red phonebooths. I recalled smoggy air and low-laying clouds and people walking in the rain, their raincoats and umbrellas held close to their huddled bodies. I remembered seeing looming cream-colored castles that both interested and scared me. And then, most vividly, I remembered the soot-black crows cawing on the ground, weaving in between wrought-iron bars and gates.

    I smiled to myself as I drove past the crow on the suburban lawn and told myself a story of how the London bird had come to peck at worms in Cleveland.

    by Julia on 04.07.2010
  4. The insides of my heart are as black as a crow
    It’s as black as dirty snow
    I see them sometimes in my dreams
    I hope it’s not what it seems
    Because you know what they say
    To see a crow means deaths not far away

    by maclasch on 04.07.2010
  5. in her classroom observers were stitched into the paper trees like paper crows with feathers glued on as distraction. she hated the persistence of evaluation but understood it’s necessary cause. she briefly wondered if all birds fly south for winter. impossible, she quickly thought not the crows, they stick around for the stalking.

    by beccaLoo on 04.07.2010
  6. All she does is crow. That is why I hate her. She talks and talks and never says anything of any substance. I do not care what you think of people who like to stare at clouds but never see bunnies in those clouds. Why would anyone care about what anyone else thought about that? See? She gets you thinking of such stupid shit!

    by Dovi on 04.07.2010
  7. Don’t crow your success, then others won’t crow your failures……and make you eat crow

    by unconquered mind on 04.07.2010
  8. Caw, Caw, the bird goes, a greeting to all whom pass it. The bird sits a moment more, then takes to the sky, a black jewel aginst blue. Sweeping across the landscape, the bird settles in a small barn loft, where there’s a perfect view of the fields of succulent corn beyond.

    by matt on 04.07.2010
  9. Black.
    Outside.
    My.
    Window.
    It.
    Screams.
    At.
    Me.
    Today.
    Is.
    Going.
    To.
    Kill.
    Me.
    I.
    Just.
    Know.
    It.
    Fucking.
    Crows.
    Ruin.
    Everything.

    by Ananda on 04.07.2010
  10. Peacefully flying, sunbathing on a rooftop, enjoying the say taunting the barn cats. Then suddenly, one of the cats made him dinner.

    by d on 04.07.2010
  11. crow black hair and crow black eyes. weathered lips and hands, and a pursed lip. she liked to ruffle feathers. she liked to cry real loud.

    by sea on 04.07.2010
  12. I’ll be eating crow again tonight. Why do I seem to put my foot in my mouth on a nightly bassi. Oh, to be able to work this out and to thrive; not just survive.

    by Tim on 04.07.2010
  13. I looked at that black thing on the tree. It looked back at me with it’s black eyes. I wondered if anything could be that black. It screeched. It was annoying. It screeched again. I wanted to shoot it dead. Then it flew above, and pooped on my head. I hate crows.

    by alekhya on 04.07.2010
  14. The crow sat silently upon the wire of the telephone posts. It cocked its head to one side, a noise in the distance. The familiar sounds of the city streets, yet everyday is something new. Crows represent the mysterious, yet the world around them is a mystery to them as well. He spread his wings and took flight.

    by SJade on 04.07.2010
  15. It is a noun or a verb.

    I prefer ravens and magpies.

    by OOOOO? on 04.07.2010
  16. carrion crows bite rip tear kill

    you are dust in the wind

    by OOOOO? on 04.07.2010
  17. In the snow, the prints were leading to the grange. I raised my head from the trail and saw hanging on the door by enormous nails in his wings, the body of a crow.

    by Bedelian on 04.07.2010
  18. Crow, Peter Pan, crow. Stay young forever in Never never land!! Blow your own horn and ring your own bell. Tell the world how wonderful you are, because you are. It is OK to crow and to be proud.

    by Coreena on 04.07.2010
  19. crowing with laughter after one too many. I’m certainly never going to be able to drink diserrano and coke again. it was especially awkward as i knew NO ONE.

    by emma on 04.07.2010
  20. she opened the window and there it was. A black-winged crow perched on the sill. Funny, she thought, why doesn’t it scare and fly away? But there it sat, with a strange, peaceful look in

    by Skroewie on 04.07.2010
  21. I see him watch watch watching me, lifeless black marbles mirror my own. A gun shot goes off and a crow flies away and i fall to the floor.

    by Snowball on 04.07.2010
  22. the crow sat perched on the dried out carcass of the old oak tree. it had seen what had happened

    by dan on 04.07.2010
  23. The crow sits on the rail of the back porch and caws. They are not pretty birds but they crow that they are. I should make a scare crow and see if it really scares the crows. I don’t like listening to crows crow.

    by Nancy* on 04.07.2010
  24. The crow in the night, the crow in the night. Her calling is sweet and desperate, uncannily derived from my childhood past life. She screams for companionship, i know she does.

    by Emma on 04.07.2010
  25. Sitting on a withered arm, blackened by fire and old as time, the death-symbol, the chaos-bird, Phoenix’s counterpart.

    by Sabazius on 04.07.2010
  26. The crow perched atop the tree was silent, uncharacteristically. It was a huge bird, he saw, craning his neck to see. Supposedly it only came round when a death was imminent, but there was no one around but him and he felt fine, so the crow’s presence was unexplained.

    by Jane on 04.07.2010
  27. What are the pros and cons of moving to India, versus staying in the U.S. (or some other country)? This question was debated so many times by my friends and I (when I was deciding to move). It still continues to be debated now by my friends who are themselves thinking about moving.

    by Santosh on 04.07.2010
  28. ooh, the black crows that just sit around and squawk and squawk. they follow me around, they look at me and i can feel them and its confusing, though i have always loved the gleam of their feathers and i’ve always imagined their eyes are red.
    is crow an action? it should be an action.

    by tess fahlgren on 04.07.2010
  29. the crow flies, the black crow dies. What keeps the crows apart? What makes the crows start? The crow is a symbol of death, a symbol of flight. An utter contrast to existence and life. Beautiful, yet eerie. Mysterious and evil.

    by Daniel Cedergren on 04.06.2010
  30. is a black bird, often associated with death as it is known in groups as a murder

    by g on 04.06.2010
  31. The crow stood on the wooden fence post, cawing and raising a ruckus. I was hot and tired from digging and wasn’t in the mood to be bothered. I picked up a clod of dirt and threw. My aim was better than intended. But the crow’s reflexes were good to. It jumped up flapping it’s wings, before landing and cawing again.

    by Doug McIntire on 04.06.2010
  32. black

    by rosie on 04.06.2010
  33. The knowledge of when to “eat crow”, and the ability to do so from time to time is important to your credibility both as a person and a professional.

    by Michael Corder on 04.06.2010
  34. i see crows every day on the roof top , aometimes on trees. Actually first , i tried finding some flesh nearby which may be attracting the crows,;but den i realized , they may be finding it as their homes and not a mere source of food.hah! man is just lyk dat.Always luks 4 things , materialistic

    by ayushi on 04.06.2010
  35. It was the darkest crow. As dark as a washed blackboard. black black crow flying over my head like a tyrant. I am going to get you, silly bird.

    by polly on 04.06.2010
  36. We were walking home from school, Daphne still eating the cookie I had given her at lunch.
    “I guess he didn’t mean it,” she said. “He was just…” a crow’s call interrupted her. The crow was staring at her, as if to say “He did mean it. Mark wanted to hurt you.” We both shuddered.

    http://howdoyouspellcomicker.blogspot.com/

    by Copland on 04.06.2010
  37. a crow is the lamest bird of all. it hangs out with scarcrows and other crows. if i ever get a chance to shoot one or more of these crows i will not hesitate. crows are stupid. and not fun or cool at all and all black with small brains. the end

    by bennett Dragos on 04.06.2010
  38. A crow left of the murder. That’s all folks

    by xanithxculsha48 on 04.06.2010
  39. I saw a crow sitting high up in a tree. He swooped down right in front of me onto the ground, and then just looked at me.

    by Mary Lou Wynegar on 04.06.2010
  40. and I crow with the dawn
    drunk
    screaming
    excited
    stumbling with you
    my loves here beside me
    to catch me when i swirl into that
    Inspirational Intoxication
    that I fall to so often
    and when i die
    you’ll die too
    and the crows will eat our hearts
    but we were young
    and in love once, darlings.

    by sarah on 04.06.2010