Brush turkey's

powerful claw

scrapes  leaves

into a metre high

incubator   eco-mound

for the eggs of many hens

it’s shoulder peak season

he has a Rolls Royce address

instinct outweighs his beauty

given an ugly head & neck

of the worst sunburnt hue

a goitre of bright yellow

ruffles the base of his throat

contrasts with the blue black

of his feathers   his walk is neither

swagger nor trot

he’s reclaimed his spot on the hill

in flannel flower cul-de-sac

Sue Watson

Sue Watson is a NSW poet.

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