Written for dVerse quadrille “zoom”
When that bald blue sky gets a comb-over I ask Papa about ears and cloud-tuck Papa says the sky don’t have ears. But hear cockies shriek! See galahs zoom and dusk unveil pink like a pigeons wing. There’s a sky with all its senses.
Out of the Cave 
Pink pigeon wings … I must pay attention to that.
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The pigeons I am thinking of are crested pigeons. Do you have those where you live? They have amazing iridescent colours in their wings.
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I googled them, and no, they don’t live in the uk. They do look pretty.
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enjoyed this one; love myself sillly over the comb over reference 🙂
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Thanks, John
I think I would like to rewrite this without limiting myself to 44 words or needing the word zoom in it. I think it could be better than it is.
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certainly, when you write to a prescription it is very limiting; haiku seems to be the exception ; look forward to the rewrite —
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ooops; and a villanelle, worms; you ever tried a villanelle ?
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Yes. My one about the eagle gong is my most successful although I have attempted others. There challenging that’s for sure
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ooops, ‘laughed’ myself siiillly 🙂
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🤣
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We do not have lovely pigeons such as those in New York City; they are more like winged rats.
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