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A moment today
me sitting outside
by the cat resting with the breeze and sun
I hear and see a pretty pigeon playing with a twig in the tree
she was sitting held by the branch
walking on a place that maybe felt steady ,safe , normal
and maybe felt part of that tree at that moment
allowed to be
safe to be there
walking the branches
tender tree always allows these pigeons and other birds to sit and walk along their space
their used to this
quiet birds
singing birds
resting in their steady soft stable space
seems ‘ normal ‘
and the cat , she gazes at the pigeon with her cloudy soft eyes
whilst I too was standing , watching the pigeon at the same time
a nice distraction from my mind
and that feeling of disconnect
soft breeze with me
a cat by my side
and a pigeon near to me
walking in that tree
nice to be outside
I could see a pigeon connected to the tree
and a cat connected ti the grass
A soft sight outside of the four walls
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Author:
Yellow rose (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: July 9th, 2025 08:52
- Comment from author about the poem: The cat who visits us had cataracts ( I think .. that’s why her eyes are all cloudy ) But yeah nice to just step into the garden and sit by the cat
- Category: Unclassified
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