Pigeons have their own divinity,
sidling along the ledge
beyond my window,
two of them in line,
undulating and divine.
Did a long finger touch
their ancestors long ago,
a long bearded face
intent on his work,
peering towards perfection?
Or is the irridescent
splendour of these birds,
their co-ordination
on the ledge and their
efficient digestion
daubed on the sidewalk
just a collection of
atoms and DNA,
never touched by
the finger of God?
Either or, they
bear in their bearing
an aspect of the divine.
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So, what's your opinion of this?
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I don't know about pigeons showing aspects of the divine, but I certainly think some poets do - and you're one of them! I really enjoyed reading this.
Good one,
Bill
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Thank you, Bill
You too.
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One thing I have never thought of with regard to pigeons is their possible divinity. They don't even taste divine, more like roast flying rat. But then, you may not have been to Newcastle Central Station and had to climb over the mounds of guano.
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Oh, I agree, they can be pretty gross for a lot of the time. I just caught them, or they caught me, at a sublime moment.
Have you written about Newcastle yet?
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I think this is lovely. Asks the question, and leaves it hanging in the air. Peaceful and thought-provoking. I can hear the pigeons in your words. Well Done.
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