On a Mission

Poem that appeared in “Writers Cramp” in 2010, For BASIC

The pigeon is skipping down the lane,
on a Mission.
He’s looking for that bit of fish,
from the open sardine tin,
left by the daytripper
at St Francis’ Basin.

Or the Half Eaten Sandwich,
Left in the bins
By the Designer
at the Outlet by Salford Quays

And passing snow geese can only look on,
as the pigeon hops,
between passing pedestrians,
in their summer regalia.

He doesn’t mind,
He and his friends,
He doesn’t mind
What they drop,
So long as they can have it
for dinner.