A Tree Filled With Doves

A Tree Filled With Doves

I heard the giggles
And whispers of feathers
Before I saw the tree explode
In clouds of rambunctious doves.

Rising in a cloud upwards to the just risen sun
Like drunken conventioneers stumbling into the morning
Squinting and laughing, rushing toward another day of living.
Surprised but not frightened, I froze in wonder hoping to feel their breezes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Bangalee Avatar
January 19, 2020 at 4:30 AM
giggles and whisper of feathers.......wow; really beautiful poem
Gist Avatar
August 8, 2018 at 5:30 PM
Well written.
Gist Avatar
August 8, 2018 at 4:57 PM
Well written!
Buck Avatar
July 17, 2018 at 12:26 PM
From your wonderful picture, I think I know where that tree is. Thanks for sharing and bringing to mind a great memory. Keep them coming. oldbuck
Pigeon Tart Avatar
June 28, 2018 at 8:33 PM
So delightful! A fave for this fancier :) xomo!
De Beaulieu Avatar
June 28, 2018 at 2:44 PM
Hello Kevin, I love the Doves they are my favourite birds. I hear them every morning singing their song. Have a nice day my friend.
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