A big thank you to Robert Howard whose birthday greeting 'May your day be filled with peacocks!' inspired this poem.
Three of a Kind
They are a motley trio,
no doubt about it -
all legs and emerald necks
that wobble up and down
where-er they walk.
We're lucky they survived.
Not like the rest -
who died (four sets in all)
still lemon floss
and light as ping-pong balls.
Their mother's long since left -
for greener pastures perhaps?
(they're such promiscuous birds)
Or yet to sit another set,
like Jemima Puddleduck.
Their father visits still,
though he ignores his brood.
His winter train is damp
these days and drags
behind, forlornly in the mud.
We're not sure yet
if they be cocks or hens.
But what a treat to watch them
primp and preen themselves
so prettily around the garden.
Q: How many eggs does a peacock lay? A: None - it's the peahen.
lovely poem; peacocks rain dance in monsoons is such a delight. the imagery is so vivid, you even make note of their parents' behaviour, which is touching. Mamta
Looks like Robert's birthday greeting inspired you to write one perfect poem of purest delight! Yup, so natural and pure with its very own description.Love it Allie.Great fun to read :-)
Oh! The Peacock a long fan like tail And if you find a plumage rest in your lovely garden, Please reserve for me as a keepsake.
Allie, when I was young a maiden aunt told me peacocks are so unlucky, it is funny how somethings stick with one, because even though I am a bird lover and watcher I don't like them at all. Saw an albino one once, persil white it was, looked like it had a fright! But i do love your poem I found it quite delightful
You have made me all clucky for peacocks Alison and they sound so adorably cute. Such delicious imagery "still lemon floss as light as ping-pong balls" and "all legs and emerald necks that wobble up and down whether-er they walk". A poem full of nature's delight.
i still can't believe you have peacocks in your garden!!....but I'lll take your word for it!! Delightful....!
Well it looks like a number of Peacocks did find there way into your day and to our delight you have shared them with us! So glad to know that a trio of them made it through their infancy.
how sunny and colourful, bringing smiles
Now all our days are filled with peacocks!!!
Very interesting to watch unique birds' activities!
What a privilege to gaze upon this pretty primping and preening, and what a wonderful poetic insight into the world of the promiscuous peacock...superb! :)
Allie, what a bright and entertaining tale you tell.Thanks a ton for sharing your poetry, always like a ray of light to read:)
Ha haaa, again a very entertaining poem Allie. Loved the way you played with words . You always write highly readable and entertaining poems, very nice to read. lol.. A vibrant poem filled with your own unique sense of youthful exuberance and energy. lol 65 years young aren't you ? lol cool poem.
a lovey poem allie a joy to watch
What a charming tale - and how lucky you are if it's a true story.
"We're not sure yet if they'll be cocks or hens. But what a treat to watch them primp and preen themselves so prettily around the garden." A very entertaining write on your peacocks...and the last stanza is truly a winner ..Thanks Allie
nothing quite like the fascination of watching nature's cycles the antics of the young... so beautiful is this presentation... I feel like I am seeing it with you :)