Feather Plumage Peacock Lightweight  - emminum / Pixabay


I am a cut-glass meteor
showering sparks through the sky,

shaking the firmament as I rise
a colorful contrail streaming behind.

I am a dazzling peacock
fanning his feathers on display.

Kaleidoscopic iridescence, both
frivolity and function in full sway.

No impediment can contain me,
I am chapter, verse, and rhyme.

Mind’s ear to the page, I listen,
fastening on magic every time.

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