Bully Birds of the Porch

its the season
the bully birds are out
strutting and posing as they drive off
the competition for the ladies
and the food.

Watching them race
across the porch and grass
I see the patterns of dominaton addressed
by those still hanging around
or muscling in.

The pigeons walk
oblivious to anything around them
save the lightning raids of the sparrows
who steal the larger crumbs
then race away.

The winner's reward
is to march up boldly
and stare at the humans demanding food
as haughtily as a cat
but more rude.

I move on
ignoring their pleas and demands
knowing others give in far to often
which is why they
are so fat.
(2Apr2012 - Dyfedd Rex)