The Wood pigeon.



                How pretty is  the Wood pigeon,
                 upon the hedge so green.
                 Billing and a cooing,
                 Chatting to us, it seems.

                 Jerking his tiny head, both this way and that,
                 Looking out for next door's fat, old tabby cat.
                  
                We hear him constantly flapping,
                 high up in our trees.
                We know that he feels safe up there,
                 from rain and gusty breeze.

                He perches with fattened body,
                upon the grain  I've supplied.
                Then  he waddles off and tries to fly ,
                to where, he likes to hide.

                Dusky grey-pink plumage,
                And little beady eye.
                A dweller of the countryside
                who belongs to field and sky.

               With head tucked in, sloping  shoulders
                 hunched,
                he's like an old man, who has just been out
                 and lunched!
               

               

About this poem

A common bird seen around a lot, where I live...I thought I would write a poem about him/or her!

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Written on January 04, 2021

Submitted by ljsanders on September 22, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme XXAX BB ACXC XDED XEDE XFXF
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,081
Words 151
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 4, 2, 4, 4, 4, 4

Laura Sanders

I live in Dorset in the U.K.I am inspired by nature and the countryside, especially the seasons, and the weather.I write about all sorts of topics and my poems are usually rhyming, haiku or free verse. more…

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