Flamboyance
 
Flamboyant, flashing, dazzling bright,
Gaudy, sequinned, colours loud,
Preening, strutting, draws the eye,
As birds showcase their plumage proud.
 
Fey young boys to colour thrill,
Until they hurt from cruel darts,
Forego the ballet of the birds,
As monochrome bleeds dry their hearts.
 
Why cannot boys too dance and preen,
In glorious shouting rainbow hues,
With sparkling iridescent sheen,
For joy and heart and staying true?
 
May men all find a chance to revel,
Taking wing to fly with those
Who soar above the beige plain level,
The tender soul with colour grows.