Feathers

fluffy delight
left by grateful spirit
found sometimes on  headdresses
or risqué fan dancers 
or Bob Mackie’s Cher costumes 
decorative in all ways
especially if you are a bird
owls are short changed though
White ones, blue ones, red ones
I feel honored as I find them
Male peacocks though, oh, my!
Nothing better!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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