Cona Adams Poet Free verse

Mating Season

She meandered through 
new spring grass, startling bugs
shortening their lives, taking her fill
seemingly unimpressed
with grandeur displayed
solely for her benefit.

His swagger almost took him
airborne, his tail feathers spread
into a fan of splendor
his princely prance seemingly
not even a blip on her view

Our appearance on the scene
assured his utmost strut, trumpeting
at us as we laughed and mocked 
his silly gobble 

Yet his strategy succeeded
She now sits on her nest
at the edge of the yard
under the hickory tree, just beyond 
where the mower runs

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Robert Nehls May 16, 2015 at 2:36 AM Hi Cona. This is a great poem that made me laugh. This wonderful dance takes many forms with many species. You have brought us the scene in a delightful way and I truly enjoyed it...... Robert. Cona Adams May 16, 2015 at 6:27 AM Thank you, Robert. We poets see a poem in almost anything that happens. Occupational hazard. Thanks for reading.

Elai Cee April 13, 2015 at 6:49 AM whooohooo!!Amazing!!! happy to be back here after one year. Glad that u would read mine, PYRAMID :) Cona Adams April 13, 2015 at 7:57 AM Thank You Elai Cee. I will certainly do that.

Deborah Turner April 11, 2015 at 4:38 AM Congratulation on being a lifetime member. Kisses and hugs Cona Adams April 11, 2015 at 4:01 PM Thank you, Deborah, for your warm and much appreciated welcome. I do love poetry soup.

Deborah Turner April 11, 2015 at 4:23 AM Love your poem, you made mating season delightful and entertaining. Thank you for a great read. It's great having you as a member. Cona Adams May 16, 2015 at 6:25 AM Thank you, Deborah. I am glad to be a part of Poetry Soup.

Millard Lowe April 10, 2015 at 3:11 PM Knowing that Thanksgiving was on the way, he probably decided to ensure that his linage should remain yet another day! I enjoyed this poem. The imagery and humor were well penned. Cona Adams April 10, 2015 at 6:09 PM Thank you, Millard, for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.

Milton Robertson April 8, 2015 at 3:30 PM So he wasn't laughing with you ,he was laughing at you. Good one. Cona Adams April 9, 2015 at 10:28 AM Thank you, Milton. Yes, and he's still around. Hubby says that he has probably been run out of the group we watched all last summer by the older and stronger Toms. But, he's nobody's fool. He brought a hen with him.

Gabriel Magno April 7, 2015 at 2:27 PM Interesting presentation. Leaves one to somehow guess exactly what you're trying to say, but I think I get it... Cona Adams April 8, 2015 at 6:59 AM It's the first time we've ever had a wild turkey approach our house and bring his mate to roost on our back deck. It's been very interesting and fun to watch. We believe it's his first season as a mature bird, so it has been a lot of fun to watch him display and strut for the hen's benefit.

Rosemarie Rowley April 7, 2015 at 11:10 AM Delighted to read your poems, they show verve, flair and imagination, and real writing skill Cona Adams April 7, 2015 at 12:16 PM Thank you, Rosemarie. I'm delighted to have you read, and to receive your encouraging comments. All the best.

Clara Lyrical Poems 4u April 7, 2015 at 10:44 AM It's very good and funny. I can't stop smiling with this image in my head. Thanks and all the best with your poems. Friends Forever & In Spirit !!! Clara. Cona Adams April 7, 2015 at 12:18 PM Thanks, Clara. That turkey has been around for days, parking himself on our back porch (deck) and staring through the glass at the cats, not to mention gobbling at me.

Lizzy Love April 7, 2015 at 10:26 AM Enjoyable read! :)

Jack Ellison April 7, 2015 at 10:02 AM Creative and humorous... a winning combination, my friend! Congrats! Cona Adams April 7, 2015 at 12:19 PM Thank you, Jack. I'm new at writing humor, but have fun learning by reading the work of other poets like you. All the best.

Jan Allison April 3, 2015 at 12:23 PM Love the humour Cona:-) Hugs jan xx Cona Adams April 3, 2015 at 12:55 PM Thank you, Jan. Tom Turkey is not in the least worried about us. He walked up on the back deck and looked through the back glass doors. The cat and the turkey simply sat there and looked at each other.

Kim Shaw April 3, 2015 at 12:09 PM This was such an enjoyable read, Cona! Love the humor. Hugs, Kimberly Cona Adams April 3, 2015 at 12:49 PM Thank you, Kim. There may be another poem in this bird. He's now roosting on our back deck. Not the least bit timid, he strutting around like he owns the place!

Ilene Bauer April 3, 2015 at 11:55 AM ha! you've described this perfectly - thanks for the chuckle! Cona Adams April 3, 2015 at 1:00 PM Thank you, Ilene. I think Tom is here to stay, at least until his "babies" hatch. I can see that I will need to take a stick with me when I go out to work in the yard. Maybe the fallen seed from the bird feeder on the back deck has give him a source of free food, which he now sees as his duty to guard. He's very funny.