Day 13 of napowrimo (very late) – Pigeon, you’re alright

18 Apr

Pigeon, you’re a bastard
With your noisy flappy flying
And your streams of white guano
But, I tell you pigeon – you’re alright

At Christmas, folk like robins
Not you weighing down their fence
(Although your mass is nominal
Or I don’t see how you’d never get in flight)

You’re the scourge of the twitcher
Waiting with binoculars
For the rare peppered peewit
When your grey, cooing arse hoves into sight

Although it might just be
That I identify with you
And your unregarded beauty
I have to tell you pigeon – you’re alright.

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3 Responses to “Day 13 of napowrimo (very late) – Pigeon, you’re alright”

  1. crow April 18, 2017 at 7:03 pm #

    “When your grey, cooing arse hoves into sight”

    There is nothing I don’t love about this line

    • BRH April 18, 2017 at 9:46 pm #

      Thank you! It’s a bit English on reflection.

      • crow April 18, 2017 at 9:53 pm #

        Just makes it better!

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