I stand so still
With no crop to protect
I become centre of ******

Island of Field
Backdrop of multiple
Horizons behind me

I can't see you through
The black cloud
Of crows  

I can't hear you through
Flutters of wings and
Hoarse cries

How many birds and
A man will it take
To frighten you away

Scaregirl
Dressed in living
Black to your white roses.