Thursday, December 27, 2018

Crow Ballet


In the darkened theater a late arrival takes its perch.






Light comes up on a scene of torn passions.






A contrite beloved acknowledges error.




 

A shadowy rival hovers overhead,







threatening to divide their affections.
 
 
 
 
 

Oh woe! It presses close.






An adroit twist parries the intruder.






A benediction of majesty comes from the wings.




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