Treasure Island

Philippa Lane

(March 7th,1941 / Chichester, West Sussex, England)

The Call of a Wood Pigeon


Lying awake in my dormitory
I listen and from far away
I hear a bird calling me -
Softly it comes,
Softly it goes,
Inviting,
Exciting
My tame contentment -
Leading me to suppose
Its owner is a kingly bird.
Softly it comes,
Softly it goes.
And where the firs, dark, morose
Their red barks set close
On damp-mossened ground -
There is the source
And loud is the sound.

1951, England)

Submitted: Sunday, March 06, 2005
Edited: Friday, October 06, 2006

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  • Patricia Gale (6/4/2006 12:41:00 PM)

    You are the Queen of Imagery and the Lady of Colors! Truly wonderful work.

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