Consider pigeons
with their silly feet
and stoplight eyes
their feathers’ rainbow shine
like oil on a puddle . . .
Then suddenly
one flies
wheels and dips on silver wings
fine as any falcon
So, my poetry
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Kris Lindbeck has been writing poems on Twitter, mostly haiku and tanka, for about eight years. A few are published in Bright Stars, An Organic Tanka Anthology, Bones, Prune Juice, and Skylark Tanka. You can see more @krislindbeck on Twitter and Haiku etc.
I love this!! The humble pigeon, so common, disregarded, and than that glorious explosion into flight…like our sudden flights of inspiration when the words come, bright and glorious, fine as any falcon!
I agree with Mary. I love the metaphor.