The Congress.

The congress of pigeons was around today. A huge congress took place on the roof and unfortunately no one agreed with anyone

except

on the sleeping arrangement.

No, we’re four on this ledge.

Yes, we’re all together.

Ok. We’re all here. Do we start?

No complaints?

Ok.

Let’s sleep.

and they left the little birds to joyfully flutter around my balcony.

Cloudy day this was. 

Lilies at the market. September 2021. Strasbourg, France. ©le_chah_errant

Yep! Another poem on the blog. We wrote this last week. The birds are getting ready for migration (if they are going) but the pigeons stay put. In our neighbourhood, they congregate on the roofs. We call it the congress.

Enjoy.

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