stoic
I wrote this for "A River Of Stones" writing challenge two years back. The aim is to write a short verse every day in the month of January.
This poem was inspired by the rainy weather we were experiencing then. Plus, going back to work in the middle of the night on an emergency call wouldn't make for cheery writings. :)
photo by gracey
image from morguefile.com
stoic
how long have the pigeons
huddled on the wet ledge
from the incessant rain
that has been falling
since dawn?
and
i
in my warm room
still feel a chill when i see
them shake their feathers ever
so slightly when an angry rush of wind
howls across this rain-lashed apartment block.
30/01/2011
**********
"If you are going through hell, keep going."
-- Winston S. Churchill
This poem is for participation at Poetry Pantry -#131 at Poets United.
©cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
This poem was inspired by the rainy weather we were experiencing then. Plus, going back to work in the middle of the night on an emergency call wouldn't make for cheery writings. :)
photo by gracey
image from morguefile.com
stoic
how long have the pigeons
huddled on the wet ledge
from the incessant rain
that has been falling
since dawn?
and
i
in my warm room
still feel a chill when i see
them shake their feathers ever
so slightly when an angry rush of wind
howls across this rain-lashed apartment block.
30/01/2011
**********
"If you are going through hell, keep going."
-- Winston S. Churchill
This poem is for participation at Poetry Pantry -#131 at Poets United.
©cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
Labels: heartlands, landscape, Poetry, Poetry exercise, Poets United, rain, Singapore
posted by dsnake1 at 11:33 PM
14 Comments:
Poems are everywhere, aren't they!
Pigeons shake that chill off much better than we can; we can't help but to admire their stoicism.
well you gave me a shiver as well....the rains are def cold this time of year...and the birds, they do fine with it...now i wish i had a fireplace to stoke the fire a bit...ha..
I have experienced such moments myself. Remarkable wordplay. Loved it.
I think even when one is inside looking out, one can feel the chill experienced by living beings that are forced to stay outside in such weather..... I enjoyed this.
This piece just totally works and hangs together--Lovely, lovely write!
A snapshot poem, giving us all the necessary details.
Danny,
they are! thanks for visiting. :)
Libby,
yes, they do. feathers and fur can trap heat very well. us humans have to make do with clothing and blankets. :)
Brian,
I did? the rains are def colder this time of the year, even in the tropics where i live. :)
Enigmatic Soul,
thanks for visiting! i guess most of us have experienced the coldness of the rain, as well as the tedium of working late at night. :)
Mary,
it's true, and we tend to feel sorry for them too. after all, it's also a breathing, living being.
Audrey,
thank you, glad that you enjoyed the poem.
Kim,
yeah, that's it. a "snapshot". thank you. :)
pigeons have that way of shaking their feathers - it is such a great detail which really captures the beauty and emotion of the scene. Great stuff!
thank you, thecheesewolf! :)
perfect imagery of the pigeons! love this!
thank you! :)
Very vivid!
(Typo alert - shouldn't it be 'howls' with an 's'?)
thank you, Rosemary, for pointing that out. i have corrected it. :)
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