“I now claim this city as mine,” triumphs Snow,
chilling stones of old buildings and streets.
“All seasons belong to me,” caws the Crow.
“I’ve staked claim to this city as mine,” warns Snow.
“My brothers and I’ll push you out!” threatens Crow,
from dead tree where plotting crows’ murder meets.
“I will leave this city behind,” murmurs Snow,
dying pack on stone buildings and streets.
NOTES:
A fable fit loosely in triolet form... and loosely fits Anna's "diction"
prompt at d'Verse poetics.
I like the "sound" of Caesar's Latin for the title and find"murder" of crows intriguing.
Also incorporated "brothers" idea from earlier prompt.
photos by lynn, Jerusalem 2015
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 19, 2015 @ 06:04:10
Fun dialog — loved your creativity and the image.
I will never look at crows the same !
Apr 17, 2015 @ 19:51:22
I agree that “murder” is a most intriguing way to describe a gathering of crows. Lovely words!!
Apr 17, 2015 @ 15:14:14
powerful word to focus on… You nailed the form
Apr 18, 2015 @ 08:38:16
Thank you, Anthony!
Apr 17, 2015 @ 14:24:45
I do like the dual use of “murder of crows” – both as an action and as the name for a group of crows. The image of “plotting crows murder meets” is delightful to read and to imagine. Mythical, opposites, battle – all together a most satisfying read.
Apr 18, 2015 @ 08:39:30
Thanks so much for your comments!
Apr 17, 2015 @ 14:01:21
Great contrasts here..and Caesar’s Latin is especially a nice reference!
Apr 18, 2015 @ 08:40:28
Glad you liked my title, Kathy 🙂
Apr 17, 2015 @ 11:53:10
An interesting response ~ I admire the conversational piece between crows & snow ~ Good one Lynn~
Apr 18, 2015 @ 08:40:57
Thanks, Grace!
Apr 17, 2015 @ 10:08:06
Yin & Yang run naked through this peace, darkness with wings, murders midst midnight murmurs, & Snow White shows the harsher side of fable, mantling, strangling, becoming snow yellow, black, & mud brown, the battered bitch of dirty drifts. I guessed you pushed my buttons, Lynn.
Apr 17, 2015 @ 10:26:21
I began simply wanting to juxtapose the photos…and seems there’s more than meets the eye. Both Crow and Snow are in reality powerless over each other…why not revel in the beauty of contrasts and live in harmony?! Thanks for your response.
Apr 17, 2015 @ 09:39:26
When snow white is dark and light is black crow in instructing white to escape as light.. there is harmony in the Universe.. and we can all rest with peace.. with love for light and dark asNOW.:)
Apr 17, 2015 @ 03:11:48
The murder of crows is such a powerful word for any logophile.. the battle of snow and crows is an interesting fable, that can only end in murder I think.
Apr 17, 2015 @ 00:27:32
Murder of crows is full of ripe possibilities for poetry. Also, an unkindness of ravens is intriguing. I live in the middle of a forest of aspen and pine trees. When the unkindness of ravens settle in the snow, against the white trees it is very striking.
Apr 17, 2015 @ 08:52:35
Thanks for your comment, Anna. The striking contrast (and rhyme) of snow and crow is what started me thinking…
Apr 16, 2015 @ 22:56:40
Love the reference to a murder of crows. 🙂 Very nice. Peace, Linda