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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

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The Last Mass

Hawk eyes
have never been so starved
heads hung binoculars slung
on sloped defeated shoulders
 
They file out of the woods and marsh
in silence like a funeral march
shuffling along
gathering at stations

With pause 
with reverence
   and tears
observing repentantly 

the nests from last year




11.09.2019

Copyright © Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart | Year Posted 2019

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Gregory Richard Barden

December 17, 2019 at 5:48 AM

You are the Master of Concision, Maureen, and I consider it an Art Form - this is wonderful! Best wishes and congratulations on your win in Brian's contest, Mo - keep the ink flowing, my friend! Blessings! :o) <3

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

December 17, 2019 at 7:25 AM

Thank you my friend! Warm hugs. Miss you xomo <3

December 16, 2019 at 3:00 PM

Congrats on your winning poem Maureen

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

December 17, 2019 at 7:23 AM

Thank you again Gregory! ;), xomo!

December 16, 2019 at 11:49 AM

Such a very feeling deep poem. - congratulations

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

December 17, 2019 at 7:16 AM

Thank you Michael, xomo

November 30, 2019 at 8:00 PM

Congrats on your winning poem Maureen

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

December 1, 2019 at 8:08 AM

Thank you Greg :) xomo!

Kai Michael Neumann

November 19, 2019 at 4:03 AM

Thank you. I enjoyed reading this. Marching on, Kai

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 19, 2019 at 7:10 AM

Thank you Kai :))) xomo!

November 16, 2019 at 5:41 AM

Well written poem, suggestive on so many levels. Congratulations Maureen!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 16, 2019 at 2:04 PM

Thank you Roxane! :) xomo

November 14, 2019 at 1:09 PM

Excellent poem Maureen. Very nice :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 15, 2019 at 8:33 PM

Thank you Heidi. xomo

November 13, 2019 at 5:44 PM

Bold imagery in this piece. Nature's way.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 14, 2019 at 6:54 AM

Thank you M.L. I hope they survive us xomo

Richard Lamoureux

November 13, 2019 at 8:16 AM

Poor watchers. There is always next year. ;0)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 13, 2019 at 2:07 PM

If only. x

November 13, 2019 at 6:06 AM

Another powerful piece Maureen. You are writing an excellent series.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 13, 2019 at 6:55 AM

Thank you again my friend. Series sounds much better than preoccupation ;), mo hugs! xomo

November 12, 2019 at 10:09 AM

I love birds and your verse, Mo...a birdie told me...poetic (((hugs))...^WW^ :o)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 12, 2019 at 1:10 PM

Thank you my friend. xomo

Caren Krutsinger

November 12, 2019 at 1:16 AM

I am picturing a bunch of bird watchers, who did not get to see any birds.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 12, 2019 at 7:02 AM

Then I conveyed to you perfectly what muse had in mind, thank you my friend! No greater reward <3

Freddie Robinson Jr.

November 11, 2019 at 10:03 AM

A very somber, tho' quite creative poem, MM. Last rites are always the saddest ones. Outstanding FV poetry! Love and peace forever. RomWar

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 12, 2019 at 7:07 AM

Thank you dear Freddie. The lack of birds has consumed me. Hugs and Love, xomo

November 10, 2019 at 7:52 PM

This one really surprised me. So, so nicely done. What an imaginative, creative---yet grounded write. Bravo! Cheers, Gershon

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 11, 2019 at 8:04 AM

Thank you my friend. Truth be told, this one surprised me too. Hugs G man, xomo

November 10, 2019 at 5:18 PM

This really hits home for me Maureen, but before I ramble on; this poem is masterfully crafted but can truly be seen having come from your heart. You always use the perfect words Maureen. Thank you.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 11, 2019 at 8:03 AM

Thank you my friend. Your yard sounds dreamy. x

November 10, 2019 at 5:27 PM

Our yard is animal friendly. Certain plants for certain birds. Black walnuts and a big elm for the squirrels. Lots of flowers for bees. Rain barrels and a pond for a water. Years ago we a pair of Mallards decided a 7' by 11' pond was good enough for them and their ducklings. The following year they returned to repair the nest that was still there. While they were waddling around, the neighbor's cat showed up. They left, never to cone back.

Michelle Faulkner

November 10, 2019 at 2:51 PM

I can feel their sorrow in this, especially the line about the funeral march, an excellent entry for the contest, Maureen-

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 11, 2019 at 8:02 AM

Thank you Michelle, my muse stuck on topic I fear x

November 10, 2019 at 2:05 PM

Long story... Badly planted by previous owner of my house...tress are still there but no branches and leaves.....

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 14, 2019 at 11:27 AM

What? That sucks. We have them year round, 3 species, small, medium, and large.

November 12, 2019 at 2:51 PM

No woodpeckers here lol

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 11, 2019 at 8:02 AM

Still a tree for the woodpeckers x I have Manitoba Maple (giant weed around here) finally killed it off, letting the vines and woodpeckers have at 'er.

November 10, 2019 at 1:07 PM

In silence like a funeral march.... I remember when I had treea in my garden...it was full of robins and I regularly saw bird nests..

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

November 10, 2019 at 1:42 PM

What happened to your trees? I just came from a walk. So little to see. xomo

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