People in Pigeons

And then it rained,
slightly though
a brief alarm
for the thunderstorm
coming,
and they fled
the white, grey and
somewhere in between
the pigeons.

A fluter in the sky
rain vertical
pigeons horizontal
apparent friction.
people in the sky
hovering by.

And then some remained
where they were
unguarded
unperturbed
almost fearless
As if there were
lines under their claws
of varying sizes and numbers
I wonder.