Friday, April 4, 2008

Inspiration at Ford & Inkster Rd

There they were: sitting on the corner,
squat and round, cackling like pigeons
congregating in a busy downtown square.

Their squawking rising and dipping while
they ate Fritos and slurped Mountain Dew,
waving at the cars going by.


Cynthia said...

I enjoyed this poem - fresh!

christine said...

This poem has a lot of cheery sound. In such a short span, you engage all the senses, bringing me right to the moment. I haven't had Fritos in a long time. They used to be my favorite chip growing up. Yum.
All the specifics are great.

...deb said...

Wonderful vignette! I'm completely taken with the scene.

distracted by shiny objects said...

Love it!! Great eye. AnnieH