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a peahen's path

April 8 — Creature — write a poem in the voice of some living creature that is not human.

a peahen's path

those hens on the lawn
dull brown plumage
& plump breasts
les jolies laides
they are ready to be
impressed, they strut
between pinecones
waiting for action

those hens on the lawn
will soon pay attention
as I am the cock, & I rise
in iridescent green & blue
my train my fan my tail
erect & magnificent
& a sign of good genetics
were I a human man
I would wear a big medallion


with my glory unfolded
& eyes open wide, I step into
a peahen's path & start to shiver shake my feathers, reflect
the light of the peahen's eyes
O I am electric

& I am an electric fence
defending my domain
my lawn cut off aggressively
from all invading fowl
I will not play chicken
I am peacock & proud -
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& I step into a peahen's path



free bonus material

S’cat

I am a cool cat.
You are useful with your thumbs.
You can open cans.

I cannot do that.
I will order food from you
using three octaves.

Such a cool, cool cat.
While I’m sleeping on the bed,
I am watching you.

Doggone

I’m a happy dog!
See my tail go left & right!
Arf arf arf arf arf!