The curse of the mocking bird.

Childhood:
On a full moon night,
I heard a foolish bird
reign in song,thinking
it to be dawn.
I laughed at its foolishness.

Adolescence:
On a star rich night.
I heard her song.
Calling it love
i followed.

Youth,
A starless moonless night.
Alone in bed and in tears,
I sob.
And the foolish bird
mocked.

Moral:
Never mock a mocking bird.

The Peacock's Dance

Soaked in rain
A peacock
danced and danced
to seduce
an ugly pea hen-
In hopeless vain.

Little did it know,
that the
king of its feathers,
the spindle of its sex appeal;
Was rotting,
between the pages
of my life science
notebook.