Pigeons

I don't even know. This is weird.

Plunk,

Plunk,

Plunk.

Rock after rock,

Scattering the birds,

Cooing and flapping,

But always coming back.

"Stupid damn birds."

Another fistful of rocks.

Another round of their game.

Plunk,

Coo,

Flap,

Repeat.

"I like them."

He turns look at me.

"What's there to like?"

Plunk,

Coo,

Flap.

I stare at the 

Fat

Grey

Birds,

So eager to 

Play the game.

I shrug.

"They remind me of myself."

Author's Note

I like writing like this. I also plan on continuing avoiding how to properly write a poem. Anyways, this is weird. It was inspired by something I saw at the park today.

Reviews

[Lance Ruscoe]

I love the imagery. Especially the auditory imagery. This is very easy to picture=] keep it up!

[zainul]

Love the pigeons.
Good write

[FocusedAmnesia]

I like the style. It's different, in a good way. Nice read. It seemed very real.

[SilentDreamer]

" I also plan on continuing avoiding how to properly write a poem" You do have a different writing style but that's a good thing because it shows creativity.