they’re in a place of lost hopes,
silent drums on weekday vacation, in rooms full to the brim, oozing tar, nightmares on sunny days. palms mismatched like large and small. we breathe on different intervals, you have never seen yourself like me. i don’t like what i see.
ever been with someone and you both knew you weren’t a match? there’s no toxicity, you just both know and it’s never spoken. not doves in love, but pigeons in partnership
Two pigeons on fence
Together they flew away Together they live 🐦🐦
Loving Nature **
Me and my hubby❤️saw two love pigeons sitting on a fence then we watched them fly off was so so cute **
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!
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 great, I fold origami pigeons and give them away to people. Whoever seems like they could use something to brighten their day.
Pigeons on rooftops
Standing still staring at sky A moment treasured
I love pigeons on rooftops so lovely to watch x
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
Pigeons are cooing
Sweet daffodils blossoming And I sipping tea
:)been in my garden tis a lovely sunny day **
Winter raindrops fell
Window wipers swished swished swished Pigeons sat on roofs