pecan tree pigeons

balding limbs are carolling
as they sway in the winter wind
songs of holiday joy

mild giving of trinkets and toys,
experiments in sentiment,
adornments and scents

arranged in flights and patterns
deranged avians of urban heights,
living monuments to dinosaurs.

a patio of uneven bricks
scattered with broken terra cotta
and icing planters white droppings

as they take flight with black wings
frightened by canine insurrection,
alerted by their collars.

in these eternal moments
between a gust and a flurry
everything becomes a fuzzy blur.

emotions connote unrequited intent
carry a weight beyond measure
invent stochastic signals of pleasure.

and to where are they flying,
to whom are they delivering
mixed messages in mottled earth.

they are bottles set adrift,
wash up in backyard coolers and planters
land the pecan tree pigeons.