<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471192" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Counting Crows</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Five jet black birds hover<br>In an ominous flight above head<br>Whilst I stood amidst the sea of luster<br>This gilded outgrowth of summer possessed <br>They spun obliviously, maladroitly, <br>Entangling and severing lies<br>And when the sun hides<br>In the foliage of white pages<br>Brewing a concoction of lightning, <br>Thunder, rain, and mistral wind, <br>The crows would perch in a leafless tree<br>Forking its branches into the sky<br>Asking for alms, shearing the charms<br>Of false hoping and the crows<br>Beckon the sedentary peril<br>Lurking like panthers behind the curtain<br>Of inevitable and malignant fate<br>Watching and calculating <br>In ravine and vulpine askance<br>And every gloaming one crow would fly<br>To anywhere but in the sea of rye<br>Hastily in fastidious motions<br>Its wings would flap and glide<br>Leaving the horizon, <br>Leaving an anxious anticipation, <br>One after another, they flew<br>Pilfering the lustrous tawny view<br>And as the number dawns to extinction<br>I stood still, holding my breath<br>Up into the small of my neck<br>Swallowing the clock<br>As I count crows, <br>Malinger days, <br>Sojourn deaths; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A close good bye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471192" data-title="Counting Crows de Norman Santos" data-description="Five jet black birds hover In an ominous flight above head Whilst I stood amidst the sea of luster This gilded outgrowth of summer possessed They spun obliviously, maladroitly, Entangling and severing lies And when the sun hides In the foliage o..."></div> </div> </div>

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