Body of White, Home of the Pigeons

Prompt 6: Write a list of cliches and choose one to write a poem about.
I decided to write a poem about a cliche I saw the other day. Pigeons on a statue.

Pale stone wrapping around a smooth graceful body of white, Marbled arms frozen in time
A cloudy day moves overhead, a gentle cooing falls over the stone
One, two, three, ten, twelve
They dot the stairs, perch on pointing fingers, extended arms
As if calling, beckoning them home, convincing them to rest from their journey
Nineteen, Twenty
Forgotten by the crowds, remembered by the feathered

Once proud, beautiful, now humble