Filthy bird, away! I said,
before I ended, starting to fed
a Week ago, there were three,
now, it seems, a feeding spree
The swarm descent on me,
there was this one, where is he?
Old scar, perhaps a broken wing
so old he croak & cannot sing
I think I'm in Love
with a disease, infested dove
A contest entry
- Quote Quickie by Kathraina.
525 points, ended February 20, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Haha, great take on the prompt!
Me and a friend were talking about "pigeons" when I came up with this quote
Bravo!
Thank you for entering and good luck
♥ Kate

