Pigeons and Dreams, by Nelson D Reyes

Nelson D Reyes

Pigeons and Dreams

Cherry Picking

Pigeons and Dreams

Blossoms now pink cherry

Find me watching pigeons

Fluffing wings in gaiety

Pick carry outers’ left-ons.

Pigeon will I be?

As clouds are gathering

Winds of change met me

Cold and biting _

Visions of yesterday

Dreams in disarray.

Ah _ but to have wings!

Fly over the clouds let me

Swirl another fling!

A morrow will then be

Bright cloudless, like pigeons unafraid

Shake stretch my wings, new day warmly braved.

©NDR 7.19.2016

Early spring 1971 Farragut Square, DC, pondering a good
9 to 5 job. First you don't succeed...hmmm...

Mr Moonlight

about 4 years

I like your poem, made me want to be a 70s pigeon.

Nelson D Reyes

about 4 years

Thank you Mr Moonlight. Those 70s pigeons were very resourceful. I took some good cues from them.

Robert L. Martin

about 4 years

I arrived in New York City in February 1966. At first I was working in office buildings doing clerical jobs. Then in 1972, I put an ad in the Village Voice for music arranging jobs. I worked with a lot of bands, arranging and recording and writing lead sheets for singers & etc. I sure saw a lot of pigeons, there. Then I got married in 1985 and moved to Pennsylvania. So here I am.

Nelson D Reyes

about 4 years

Thanks Robert. I see why you're drawn to music. I've only been once to the Village, post everything beat and starting to gentrify. Still one could feel and hear echoes of the 60s.

Vic

about 4 years

I arrived New York in November 1972. Without a degree, having over-enjoyed seven years at UP Dilliman. With a wife and a two-month old son. I arrived on a Sunday, started working night shift following Tuesday at a garden hose factory in New Jersey, two hours away by subway/bus. Four months later I got really sick and I was fired! Best thing that happened to me. For like you, I was looking for work for a week and ended at Columbia University and worked in the mailroom. The rest is history...

Nice poem Brod.