Poetry: The Peacock by Sue Finch

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The Peacock

Do you remember the peacock
that ate the grape 
that rolled from our picnic?
How we were amused at first 
by the swollen oval
in its neck?
Then shocked by how slowly it sank.
I remember swallowing hard
wishing that would help,
looking to its eyes
wanting to know if it was panicking yet.
It stood stately, unblinking,
before taking ballet steps across the grass
its head back and to,
searching for other things to peck.
Do you remember us going back later
to check it hadn’t choked?
Us hugging each other in sheer relief?

Bio: Sue Finch’s debut collection, ‘Magnifying Glass’, was published in 2020. She loves the coast and the scent of ice-cream freezers. You can follow Sue on Twitter: @soopoftheday.

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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