Once upon a time
there lived a pigeon
in the dense concrete jungle
of Bombay City.
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---how too often we humans react to life's problems in this same bird-brain way! ! ! excellent write! ! ! 5 stars
Yes! Susie, we do! And we call ourselves 'evolved", intelligent, cultured, et al. Nothing! We are ‘birdbrains' as well. Thank you, Susie.
I greatly enjoyed this interesting poem and its lesson. Thanks for sharing.
I have already told you dear Unniji, I am jealous of free lives of birds. Loved these lines, 'Through the entire morning she worked collecting twigs paper and cloth shards, in the afternoon the sun was hot and the chik was pulled down, down came the nest incomplete'. Top score.
Thank You, Dillipji. Happy that you enjoyed the poem. Thank You
The poem gives us an real life example to teach us an important life lesson. Indeed a fabulous poem.
I had posted a rejoinder to Ms Indira Renganathan on her comments. But it has disappeared. Can PoemHunter help us?
An interesting poem based on a real incident with a good message
Thank You, Poet Indira. I think you are familiar with the works of Dr Salim Ali.
Thank you, dear poet. I believe, you have heard of Dr Salim Ali
A beautiful poem with a meaningful lesson in life. Sometimes our earnest efforts lead us to a futile endeavor. We must be watchful.
Hi Rose Marie, the simple lesson is, "Learn from the failures." Thank You. Loved the way you have expressed your thoughts on the poem. I cherish them.
Today this poem is ranked #20 in the Best Member Poems List. Thank You, fellow poets, thank you PoemHunter
Thank you, Bri, for the Five Star Rating, though you have inadvertently clicked 4 stars.
I had posted rejoinders to the posts of Bri Edwards here. All of them have disappeared. Can PoemHunter help us?
PH and Bri Edwards always conspire against me! 😀😂
This poem appears in the Best Member Poem list today. Thank You, PoemHunter
Today, it is ranked #27 in the Best Member Poems List. Thank You, my dear fellow poets. Thank You, PoemHunter.
Overall, for the poem, esp. since I 'love' birds, I give five stars. * * * * * bri ;) OOPS! made a mistake and gave only 4 and PH won't allow a change.
In case I didn't say it already, 'how did the Dr. (or was it the poet) KNOW for sure that the same individual bird persisted for weeks? '
Both my wife and I feel that the Mumbai/Bombay pigeon(s) may well have gone elsewhere (eventually) to raise a family.
My wife said a 'female' (smaller, she said) stood by and watched as a 'male' tried for two days (only) to finish a nest though the nest material kept slipping away.
My wife had a kitchen window with a sloping glass top ('garden window') , on which a pigeon-'cousin', a Mourning Dove (OR a succesion of them) tried for two days.
Could Dr. Salim Ali know for SURE that the SAME bird, not ANOTHER individual or individuals, of the same species, were the ones who came after the first nest-failure?
As I have mentioned in my Note, Dr Salim Ali was an ardent bird watcher. He should know! At least, so I love to believe.
NOW I see the Glossary! ! And I WAS trying to recall the 'modern' name for Bombay. Thanks for the help, though it was below the poem. Ha ha.
Thank You, for all the details. And narrating your story.
This reminds me of the human phenomenon of '(conditioned) learned helplessness' (cf. Seligman) : giving up upon failure due to the perception that it is a global, permanent, self-inflicted and unchangeable fact. Thank you for this poem dedicated to diligent and noble pigeons!