The owl vs the crows

A cloud of crows

cawing, swooping, the raw anger

one of their own securely held in 

the strong talons of the owl.

here, on top of an air conditioner

at 19th and Grove St, Alex's house.

She gazed calmly at the calamity,

the din, moving her head slightly

away from those black wings

the crows dared not approach,

her beak opened and closed, in case.

I could have watched forever, but

the husband and dog came looking for

me, to come for dinner, the pizza

was ready, a new episode of 

Uncovered was available,

but this episode, the owl and the 

crows interested me far more.

but in the end, owl did not care,

husband did.