Crow Tuesday: Blow Your Nose

I miss the honesty of childhood.

The way my friends told me

the truth

in words, in play

or in crumpled up notes.

I miss friends

who teased me

about my looks,

who said shut up,

blow your nose

and read a book.

Not like the adult world

of smiles, deception

and awkward stares.

Not saying what’s really true,

not expressing

how they really feel.

©️mark tulin

Crow Tuesday: Ushering in a Dream

I want to hear the symphony

for free,

to see the rock stars

glitter up close.

I want to look at your ticket

like I’m reading your palm,

predict who you’ll marry,

what future you’ll find.

I want to shine a flashlight

without disturbing others,

without stepping on toes,

without spilling a drink.

I want to be an usher

that tells everyone where to sit,

that knows the theatre

like a seaman

knows his ship.

Tuesday’s Picture: Crow Caroling

I know some of you don’t like crows, but I encourage you to look at their strength, resourcefulness and beauty. They are survivors and very well might survive us on this planet because they work so well together.