Sunday, January 06, 2013

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
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"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

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14 Comments:

Blogger Danny Earl Simmons said...

Poems are everywhere, aren't they!

07 January, 2013 00:26  
Blogger Libby Meador said...

Pigeons shake that chill off much better than we can; we can't help but to admire their stoicism.

07 January, 2013 00:37  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

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..

07 January, 2013 00:48  
Blogger Enigmatic Soul said...

I have experienced such moments myself. Remarkable wordplay. Loved it.

07 January, 2013 01:26  
Blogger Mary said...

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.

07 January, 2013 02:30  
Blogger Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

This piece just totally works and hangs together--Lovely, lovely write!

07 January, 2013 07:31  
Blogger Kim Nelson said...

A snapshot poem, giving us all the necessary details.

07 January, 2013 07:36  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

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. :)

07 January, 2013 22:30  
OpenID thecheesewolf said...

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!

09 January, 2013 03:23  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, thecheesewolf! :)

09 January, 2013 08:17  
Anonymous my heart's love songs said...

perfect imagery of the pigeons! love this!

10 January, 2013 14:05  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you! :)

10 January, 2013 15:18  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Very vivid!

(Typo alert - shouldn't it be 'howls' with an 's'?)

21 January, 2013 19:41  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, Rosemary, for pointing that out. i have corrected it. :)

21 January, 2013 21:10  

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