Peacock Sister
31 May , 2007
Peacock Sister
31 05 2007
I love you
Peacock sister.
Green,
Bejewelled
And beautiful.
Shimmering and soaring;
Urged on by love and faith.
Racing, scaring, scattering
Dirty, dusty mongrel doubts.
You stop,
Wait,
Cannot hear my reassurance.
You are lost,
Muddled, scared.
Returning to the dusty doubts
You fear.
Chased and scattered,
Bruised and netted,
Like a mongrel
Slung away.
Carelessly impounded
Without love.
Crying out,
I cannot stop it,
Beautiful sister
Please come back.
