Thursday 23 August 2012

Peacock

He opens his wings
Green and blue;
Black and violet

He dances like an enigma
As the clouds enwrap the World;
Letting Sun, moon and stars rest

He dances beautifully
As the World is tickled;
With the first droplet of rain

He dances gleefully
As the land drinks them;
And suppresses Her hunger

He dances gaily
As we human scurry to shelter;
As little kids dance in the rain

He dances merrily
As if celebrating life;
Enjoying each moment

Peacock
An epitome of beauty
An embodiment of happiness

2 comments:

  1. Your prompt "spectacles" comes up at One Single Impression this Sunday. Please send me your poem for our home page by Saturday!

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