Sunday, 6 April 2008

The peacock


I went to the village
and what did I see?
A great big blue peacock
was looking at me.

He spread out his feathers
to frighten me off,
but I wasn't scared;
I stayed put and laughed.

I was hunting for snails;
it had been raining then
and I didn't expect
birds to be penning me in.

Why was he there
in my own orange grove,
as if twas a field
of his very own?

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We keep chickens and turkeys for food, but when someone puts a peacock in the coop, it's just for his own pleasure. And if you want to know what I found in our orange grove in Fournes, Chania, Crete (close to the lake in Ayia) last Thursday, click here.

2 comments:

  1. the poem enhanced the picture! lovely!

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  2. The photography is very good.

    Abraham Lincoln in Brookville, Ohio now playing the part of Mrs. Zac Efron's employee.

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