Pidgeon Foot
He hops & skips at my feet.
Searching tarmac for discarded worms.
One foot, one stump.
Reviled by most who walk past unseeing.
I drop a crumb.
Giving him only more reason to pursue his urban dream.
Silly city pidgeon.
Little pidgeon you dont belong in the city.
I have fed not you but a misguided pursuit.
Send your chicks to the country.
Where they will hop & skip in joy not deformity.
He hops & skips at my feet. I blink and walk on.
Copyright © Matthew Miles | Year Posted 2010
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