“Cool Air, Pigeons and Sunrise” We Write Poems # 95-The Other Side of Nature

Cool winds set in my chest
as the sun wakes; frigidness descends
sunshine’s cradling palm, out of
elevation’s reach

A contrary month, sinuous
skies or dreary painter’s cloth
days that threaten rain

Standing here, grates at my feet
hold yesterday’s gum wrappers; crinkled
bows, various colours, adorn this city’s landscape

A girl passes by, throwing
indifference to the sidewalk;
a pigeon hurries to claim his prize;
he leaves disappointed

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4 responses to ““Cool Air, Pigeons and Sunrise” We Write Poems # 95-The Other Side of Nature

  1. Love the feeling behind, “sunshine’s cradling palm,” and the glimpse of pigeon flitting through the poem’s end. I enjoyed this, Pamela. Hope you’re feeling better soon, too. 🙂

  2. you know…we could have just about been sitting on the same park bench today…we used a lot of the same imagery…ha….love the cradle of your sun…very cool…and PIGEONS!

  3. I love it Pam…thanks for sharing again

  4. I liked the “dreary painter’s cloth”. We have been having days like this in Central Ohio — unseasonably warm with dark skies that threaten rain. In my mind, I not only see the colorful gum wrappers but imagine a connection to the loud, bright colors of the people and the city. What festivals must be like, living there.

    Wonderful.

    Nicole

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