Proud peacock with tail fanned bright
A jeweled iridescence in the light
He struts and calls like a warrior to war
Plumed helmet ready for a clash and soar
Against rival swains and youthful knights
He’ll win his beloved lady with delight
For dreams and hopes keep him tall
And Love gives him courage to gamble all.


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

16 thoughts on “Suitor”

  1. Reblogged this on BeyondBorders and commented:
    …the confluence of this post to words, archetypes, symbols, themes & metaphors in our recent posts is just too much white water not to pause & acknowledge…gassho sacred warrior! ^^~~~~

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: