The peacock proudly fans its brightly coloured feathers as part of courtship:
I spread my train of feathers
Up in the air, under the blue sky
“In the open weather
My beautiful designer feather
A display of radiant colours
In this season of love
It is time to swing and pay heed
Like a royal highness
A spread of golden plumes
Sure on my crown decorates
upright here in nature
With beauty of this gift
Waiting for your glance,
to send me into a trance
Come be my mate dear peahen
And dance with me my queen.
poet's words to depict the romantic courtship display
put on by the peacock male's breathtakingly appealing
tail...and dance...to attract a mate...nature's best.
Thank you for sharing.
Ron
A delightful poem...!
Diana...
budd
Sandie