Sunday, April 10, 2011

Insanity

blue, black, white, grey;
the pigeon spectrum,
descends upon the
sizzling, too-soft french fries
tossed upon the sidewalk
                               
The homeless watch the feast
Eyes and stomachs empty
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4 comments:

  1. Theresa MilsteinApril 10, 2011 at 8:10 PM

    Reminds me of eating Thrashers fries in Ocean City, Maryland. Those are aggressive seagulls.

    Sad to think of people being hungry when there's so much waste.

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  2. JesApril 10, 2011 at 8:33 PM

    I loved this, Brooke. Fantastic.

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  3. Misha GerrickApril 11, 2011 at 2:16 AM

    A very thought provoking poem. Well done! :-)

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  4. AnonymousApril 11, 2011 at 10:30 PM

    Wow. I agree, that is thought provoking! The birds get the food and the hungry remain. . . hungry? Hm. How's that for something to think about?

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