Don’t hate me cause I’m Blue-tiful! Have a Blue-tiful day!
The peafowl, audacious and exquisite
iridescent emerald green and sapphire blue
the fairest of pheasants with a fan of covert wings
eye-spotted plumage like the train on a bridal gown
his strut, a slow, methodical and sexual dance
like a finely choreographed stage performance
a courtship ritual seducing the Penhen
his Mohawk crest royal and vibrant
like the breathtaking headdress of a tribal Chief
dripping with an air of sophistication and showmanship
his carefree piercing call belting out instinctively
illuminating the impeccable swagger of Sir Peacock.
-Kym Gordon Moore