Peacock's Lament.

She looks rather regal
in winter attire...
with her plumage of snow
and crystaline smile;

Frosted sequins, adorn
every inch of her cloak,
as she sweeps cross the
path... of the lesser wee folk;

He stands and admires her,
in her garden of Ice...
as he walks round on feet,
that are frozen and spliced;

Hoping, she will shed few
of those "eyes"that look back,
to protect from the cold... as he
forgot his warm mac.

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A contest entry

Albino Peacock and Winter! by Red Red Rose. 850 points, ended December 19, 2006, 9 entries
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ma belle
December 7, 2006
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This is most whimiscal. I'm glad you entered it. Adorable! Happy Holidays, ♥ Belle
Deke
December 6, 2006

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Lynne, I do believe this is the best poem that I have read today. I hope that it wins the contest. Good luck my friend.
Damon/Deke