Lunchbreak In the City
Today I sat in Town Hall Square,
watched the doves parading there
with their comic gait.
Daintily propelled themselves
o’er metaphorical eggshells,
like Royalty in state!
Boldly nosing ‘tween the feet
of the lunchers on the seat
for something good to peck.
Here and there they stopped to scratch
at some irritating patch
on irridescent neck.
Awareness of good treatment’s seen
In the way they strut and preen.
No sign of fear I found
in spite of all those human limbs
like a forest round the rim
of their parading ground.
Then all at once with one accord
up into the air they soared
as if remote controlled.
No longer separate atoms, they
converged into entirety –
A blaze of green and gold.
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