Friday, January 27, 2017

The Pigeon Who Spoke No Word



neither a word
nor 'hello'
he sat still, still
seeking warmth
beyond my window sill

gray and white
and a pinch of black
I couldn't go closer
as he slept on the rack
tip toe tip toe
but he might get scared
hush hush hush hush
or was he in prayer
eyes open wide
and yet motionless
braving the cold
of January heartless
somewhere burnt a log
the smell of flying embers
I looked at the clock
and retired to my chamber

'Good Morning'
poked the sun
the curtains half asleep
I got myself a bun
brushed and bathed
chores all done
when all of a sudden
my head did turn

beyond the window sill
my guest no longer seen
perhaps on his way
from where he has been
a thank you note
for the stay last night
could he have left
before being out of sight

only if I had
looked down for a second
by the shrubs and bushes
his lifeless form awakened
drowned in the mist
the night had to offer
laid on the streets
embracing death proper

the shiver went unnoticed
his prayers had been deaf
who could have noticed
hardly anyone cared
men butchering men
humans a shameless race
who would even care
about a dead pigeon's case

and he rested
until picked among the rags
and he tasted
the garbage in the bags

neither a word
nor 'hello'
he slept still, still
seeking warmth
beyond my gory sill 


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14 comments:

  1. No who would ever care of a dead pigeon... there is so much else in the world.

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  2. "gray and white
    and a pinch of black
    I couldn't go closer
    as he slept on the rack
    tip toe tip toe
    but he might get scared
    hush hush hush hush
    or was he in prayer"

    I really like that section.

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  3. Every part of nature is a gift to be treasured and honoured. I like the repetition within the first and last stanza.

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  4. Unmourned or mourned, death comes to us all.

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  5. What a sad and distressing end ~

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  6. Beautiful and moving. We human beings make the world gory. If only it was a birds' world!

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  7. A nice story of a pigeon's last day. I wonder if he was trying to get in or just needed a place to sit.

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  8. Currently, pigeons are creating a mess in my house and I find myself wishing them dead...but this was so raw and beautiful...I think it stirred emotions of empathy in me also for that poor, dead bird...

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  9. Much expressive lines denoting your love for even a pigeon( usually people take a bird of no use as a trifling thing).

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  10. Such a sad, beautifully expressed piece of writing.

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