Buzzard

Really up against it for a blip today, like many I imagine - the light was horrible and I had a busy day - again like many of us.

My Movember is coming along well - and no I won't blip it - it looks ridiculous, but it's for a good cause …

The writing is coming along well for NaNoWriMo - up to 36,369 words, that means less than 750 words a day to finish on time - two fingers in ze nose as my French friends might say ;)

I hope your Wednesday is a good one!

Birds of Prey

Their shadow dims the sunshine of our day,
As they go lumbering across the sky,
Squawking in joy of feeling safe on high,
Beating their heavy wings of owlish gray.
They scare the singing birds of earth away
As, greed-impelled, they circle threateningly,
Watching the toilers with malignant eye,
From their exclusive haven--birds of prey.
They swoop down for the spoil in certain might,
And fasten in our bleeding flesh their claws.
They beat us to surrender weak with fright,
And tugging and tearing without let or pause,
They flap their hideous wings in grim delight,
And stuff our gory hearts into their maws.

Claude McKay