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Selected from the National Poetry Day competition Post a Poem.
To see the poems previously published on the theme of Messages click here

Messages by Carrier Pigeon
By Liz Scott

 

She soared, circling, circling
To gain the height,
Her bronze wingtips gleaming
In the strong sunlight.
Angled like an arrow,
She shot through smoke,
And through the flames,
Carrying messages
Of loss, or gains.
Was her message good or bad?
She did not know, she could not say.
Her handler stroked her breast,
She cooed and cocked her head;
He fed her corn. a sumptuous feast.
And tied,a message to her leg.
She soared, circling, circling
To gain the height,
Like an arrow she took flight
Returning through the smoke
And through the flames
To those in a hell of bloody games.
Was her message good or bad?
She did not know, she could not say.

When next she flew,
She met a rage of fierce crossfire,
Her mangled feathers, white and bronze,
Spiralled, slowly, to the mire.
What was it for?
She did not know, she could not say.


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