March 31, 2019

The Little Guy

by James Collins (author's profile)


The Little Guy

Pigeons have ownership of the yard
Each morning they patrol to ambush bread
That I save from my lunch the day before
Into the air the breadcrumbs go
The jittery heads gobble until nothing remains
Over the rise of an office building
A red-tailed hawk scatters his potential breakfast
Separating one and giving chase
His stealthy moves misses his catch
It is said one in ten his talons imprisons
But today skill and luck were hand-in-hand
Giving the little guy an edge in flight


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