A haiku and feather friend for day 25 of National Poetry Writing Month. This morning I was serendipitously rescued by a wonderful feathered friend who was strutting across the street as I was making my way through my very busy day. I didn’t know if I would have time for a poem, and the wonderful pigeon that was doing a pecking dance in front of my car totally inspired me… As I didn’t have a painting with a pigeon and couldn’t take a pic of the bird I’m substituting this fine feathered road runner for my imagery. One of the joys of writing for me is that my inspirations come from the simplest and often least expected things and times.
peck peck in mid street
radiant feathers strut ah