I saw him through the kitchen window - <br />resplendent in turquoise blue, <br />emerald train erect - <br />a hundred eyes thrumming. <br /> <br />She stood nearby, <br />pecking the dirt. <br /> <br />He circled her in a slow foxtrot, <br />his tail vibrating in rhythmical pulses - <br />like a dozen brushes <br />stroking a dozen drums. <br /> <br />She walked about <br />seemingly oblivious to his amorous advances <br />(I do believe I saw her yawn) . <br /> <br />Suddenly a small dog broke the spell <br />barking happily. <br />The peacock shrugged his feathers, <br />lowered his extravagant tail <br />and sauntered off. <br /> <br />His female companion took no notice.<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peacock-story-7-interrupted-courtship/
