OBSERVING
There is only one golden leaf left
on the winter tree
near the river
a pigeon,
perched on a corner shop gutter
watches me
only turning its head
to follow a passing bus
towering over city traffic
on the crowded bridge
a woman begs loudly
with a paper cup.
Michael J. Whelan
Published in the InTallaght Magazine, Edition 55, July 2014