jailbreak
covertly they were collecting doves
over a thirty day period
rounding them up like common criminals
caged in underground cells
there were marches in streets
and scuffles in alleyways
pigeons and geese and sparrows
fleeing the city
lest they too be taken into custody
on the outskirts of town
swallow-tailed kites and red-shouldered
hawks circle high overhead
co-conspiring to take out the sheriff
now that all hell has broken loose
october two thousand seventeen
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That is a long period. 😉
You know the kites are my favorite.
Relatively speaking, perhaps. And no, I had no idea kites are your favorite but I do now! Thanks for visiting and commenting on this poem.