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The smell of hot dog and gas
Invades my nose like tiny trespassers
Scavenging pigeons peck and flap
Their wings at the sight of feet
Visitors with a pastry and map
At hand take in the chaos
Musicals like Follies and Cats
Perform on dazzling Broadway
There's no rest, no quick-nap
In this quick-paced place
You either sleep or move fast

In the biggest city in the world,
Known as New York, New York.
In honor of my favorite place in the world!
Jay M Mar 11
My pigeon army
Made of paper
Some big
Some small
You'll never count them all

I make them when I'm empty
I make them when I'm weak
I make them when I'm running on little sleep for a week
I make them when I'm unhappy
I make them when I can't feel
Anything good or real

Blank or lined
I use what paper I can find
Then I fold
Then; behold!
A pigeon of paper
Some big
Some small
You'll never count them all

I fold and fold
My arms are filled as I hold
My little creations
Bringing me a slight smile
But they just sit with me for a while

So, I do what makes me truly happy;
I give them away
To others who could use something to brighten their day
And what better way
Than a gift
Of a small, little pigeon

How many I've made,
I'll never know
All I know is
This pigeon army will grow
And spread a smile
All the while
I still make more
And I never bore.

- Jay M
March 10, 2020
Whenever I'm not doing so good, I fold origami pigeons and give them away to people. Whoever seems like they could use something to brighten their day, or whoever just looks like they'd be happy with one sitting with them someplace. I love making people happy - that makes me happy. Maybe it's foolish, but it's just what I do.

I made 23 tonight. These little guys keep piling up around my house - they're everywhere! Guess I'll hand some of them out tomorrow - give someone something nice.
clysh Sep 2019
I saw us in the pigeons when they cried;
You lay dying, impaled.
And we were there,
Crying.
Fingers stroking your hair,
Crying out for someone
to save us, to save you.
And we were there.
We were there.
Donnersbergerbrücke, München, Deutschland. There was a pigeon impaled on an anti-pigeon spike. It was cooing out loudly in pain. Another pigeon stayed by its side, preening it and crying out as well.
Donna May 2019
Pigeons on rooftops
Standing still staring at sky
A moment treasured
I love pigeons on rooftops so lovely to watch x
ms reluctance Apr 2019
Two eggs in winter –
Two baby pigeons chirping –
Two feathered fledgelings –
One took wing and flew away –
One lay stiff the next morning.
NaPoWriMo Day 7
Poetry form: Tanka
Donna Mar 2019
Pigeons are cooing
Sweet daffodils blossoming
And I sipping tea
:)been in my garden tis a  lovely sunny day **
Juan Bot Feb 2019
There,
Lying in the darkness,
rests two pigeons.

They do not see.
They do not hear.
They do not speak.
They only look at the figures,
Dancing in the darkness.

A spectacle of tapping echoes the room,
Arms flail,
heads bobble,
Voices sing.

But the pigeons do not hear it.
They are not deaf,
But they force themselves to be.

They quack at the madness,
Like no other deaf, immobile, anosmia-filled birds,
But they do not know they are quacking,
As if the brain is a faucet,
Only letting water out, but never any water in,
because of some unseen force.

The darkness travels,
until the sun crawls across the edge of the world,

Then,
the pigeons fly toward the escaping darkness,
still squablling.

The dancing figures vanish,
Nowhere to be seen;
They are now at the other side of the world,
Dancing,

Until the pigeons come again...
A compelling story of ignorance and suffering. Of betrayal and sacrifice. Of escape and reestablishing. Of an endless cycle forever to doom humanity.
Donna Dec 2018
Winter raindrops fell
Window wipers swished swished swished
Pigeons sat on roofs
X
Donna Oct 2018
Pigeons on rooftops
No matter the weather they
always spread there wings
:)
Donna Sep 2018
Pigeons in a tree
All resting on one tree branch
Pooing on a car
Been to work today with my Dean cleaning up a big drive and saw three pigeons in a tree and the neighbour next door wasn't please as they been pooing on his car ,  it did make me smile but I did feel for the owner of the car too **
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