Peacocks Poems - Poems about Peacocks

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Peacocks

E-Haw, E-Haw, the peacocks cry
With plumes much bluer than the sky
They strut around as proud as punch
Waiting for Melvin to bring their lunch!

Poetic Peacocks

Peacocks are poets
Whimsical wiry walking
Eyes ever talking
Feathers floating words
Colorful as ever heard

Without Love, Sine Amore

Without love
We are nothing
And we have nothing
When we have love
We have everything
And that’s something.

Where there’s no love
Reign total chaos, crimes, division
Havoc, death, and destruction
With true love
Doves and peacocks fly above
The firmament is light and blue
Everything is beautiful and new
Without love
We have nothing
And we are nothing.

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Obsessive About Male Peacocks

I saw peacock feathers stuck in fences when I was a child.
The farm next to my grandparents raised peacocks.
They were the prettiest colors of purple and gold.
I wanted to run over there and grab some up.
My mother thought it would be rude, so we didn’t.

My grandparents used to go to Mexico every year.
They brought back

Terra Firma

Terra Firma 
David J Walker

I
How big a place must Eden be
Its borders unknown 
Its politics not on display
Its laws kept by passing clouds 
Each from the lips of whispered scripture

The peacock's song can be heard 
Under the canopy of a transplanted forest
Of oak and birch where the 

Cock will remain as long as the
Hen is

Peacocks and Dragons Here

No china cups, satins, silks or linen.
Nothing extra, no gifts that have been given.
The walls in the same solid blah colors.
Something chosen for a dull head brother.

Give me my couches stacks high and low.
With comfy blankets and neon lights that glow.
Give me paints and stand back in awe.
As I paint my murals with crows that

Peacocks Patterned Purpose

*Image of Peacock Bird Colorful by Pixabay.

Peacocks Patterned Purpose

Oft they climb in greens and blues,
Ere fan their fringed spring timed hues,
Spread quills to reach their meant souls,
E'er sought plumes to win mates' views.

2020 March 09     
*1st Place*
Let the Pens Flow - Jueju
~~Jenish Somadas: Judged 2020 April 02

Peacocks

Preening trains of iridescent blues and greens spread to full boast

Exquisite eye markings with blue, red and gold jewels foremost.

Adored by man, lots were made pets over thousands of years spread.

Corruption creeps need only take trains that are annually shed.

Only males are true Peacocks, females are called Peahens and they

Choose mates based on color and

Guards In the House of Lords

In a land that flows with milk and honey, 
the wind moans with foolish silly punny.

The mountains countless caves blaze with blithe light; 
trees of Ténéré quiver that tower in height.

The sound of trickling water, yield boasting
ground canvas color and peacocks strutting.

Dragons, Dragonflies, and dwarf Huffle-winks
old folklore, they could care less what one thinks.

Small, magical

Porcelain Peacocks

Porcelain peacocks strut in starlit shower,
drifting as clouds on an emerald lawn.
Black Narcissus spindles in oxblood flower
in teeming beds before the coming dawn
of floating white as night would then be gone,

its smoky quills of porcupines receding
to a memory as effervescing
rays of morning glow would begin, preceding
butter sun with cumulus as dressing
in an azure sky and

Peacocks

Last night I dreamt I heard my peacock companions 
Crying in the night, so lost and terrified they sounded. 
That is my life. I'm lost, and terrified. Nine years ago 
At the request of my uncle the prime minister 
I was sent away to America to be educated privately 
And fitted to the position by

Peacocks and Predators

The raptor and the peacock hence,
Sit pensive on a rambling fence.
The first, inclined to be the host,
Jumped down to claim the nearest post.
The pea averse to snubs or quailing
Moves closer on the weathered railing.

Both immersed in trailing thoughts
Mused on nigh, and what was naught.
The Pea fans its tail in public splendor
Cramped raptor prefers an opposing

Blue Peacocks Dance

astounding layers of 
ignorance
spreads in the green
land of bliss
i am an orphan
opening the wings of
compassion
blue peacocks dance
in the hope of
apocalyptical rain

Willows Trees and Peacocks

pendant green leaves weep
branches bend toward the ground-
peacocks prance and preen

peahens understand
bright blue-feathers fan out-
winds whisper secrets

grey frog croaks loudly 
willow canopy is home-
cottage red door opens

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