FEATHERED CHOREOGRAPHY
There they stood
She in her white lace and he
In his suit of endless eyes
Both had their beauty tamed
Tucked away as they pecked
At bowls of feed
We glanced at them
Waiting for arrogant displays
But we got none of that
They were hungry so it seemed
Or maybe in a peckish mood
So we lost interest in them
But further along the path
Under a big shady tree
Another male he alone
Would fill our request for awe
This peacock fanned out
His endless eyed feathered display
And we stood rivited and watched him
FEATHERED CHOREOGRAPHY © gillena cox 2022
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
My poem is a response to the challenge to
1) Use any of the definitions, examples, images, or application of fractals to inspire you to write whatever strikes your fancy.
