Out of nowhere a beautiful
Peacock showed up in our
Quiet little neighborhood.
It struts around with its
Rainbow of feathers all
Spread out. It has this call
That sounds like someone’s
Being murdered. It won’t
Let anybody near–it might
Chase them anyway.
Sometimes I go on long
Walks around our small
Town. I walk through the
Business district and then
Just a short way into the
Residential areas and
Neighborhoods. Walks
Provide great exercise,
An intimate knowledge
Of every nook and cranny,
And getting to know what
Really makes up the town,
The people, my neighbors.
Wordman of Alcatraz 