Today is Celebration of Life - a day when the ordinary is finally lauded.
Real beauty, like the iridescent neck of the common pigeon, is often unrecorded.
True beauty, though, doesn't need recognition. It exists - and that's recognition enough.
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Feathers gracing ledge
Wings neat, furled and unhurried
Iridescent neck
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Feet stride past, no glance
It pecks the ground, still unmoved
Head quietly bobs.
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Bert sees its true form
Beauteous and unrecognized
Quietly dances.
For Mikeydred;s January Challenge:
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Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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This amused me. I didn't expect to see Bert & Ernie. ⚡💙 Bill⚡
Michelle, I love this; such a lovely first morning read. I think pigeons are quite fascinating. One would frequently sit on my balcony, perched on the ledge every morning while I drank my coffee. This pigeon became regular company. I would speak to him, and I could tell he enjoyed my voice. I even have photos of the bird. One would say he posed for me.