Friday, April 25, 2014


I dance upon the rock and flash
My feathers, orange, upon my head
In rhythms regular, complex --
Look where my dancing feet have tread.

The sun is shining on my face
Reflecting my immodest dress --
I can afford such wondrous waste
Designed to lure and to impress.

Behold me as I dance for you
And listen as I sing my song
I wrote for you in rhyming lines
To demonstrate that I am strong.

The jungle's darkness cannot hide
The boldness that I demonstrate --
The rhythmic colors, dance, and song
I make for you shall not abate.

My courtship of you shall not cease --
I'll dance upon my rock for you
In rhythms, rhymes, and patterns rich
In meaning, beauty -- all to woo.

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