Short Peacock Poems
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bloated cloud floating
peacock in unfurled plumage
a no holds barred time
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June 7, 2016, Kolkata
A night of no dreams
A morning of thick darkness
A peacock cries once
Trying to bring back the moon
From wherever it's hiding
peacock feathers paint
verdant fields and azure skies
flowing florid views
Tanya Harrington © 08-03-2012
The peahen has died
The peacock is heartbroken
He joins the turkeys
Because the chickens are just
Colorless walking feathers.
struts like Madonna
an iridescent peacock
obviously male
Entered: Bird Themed Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Written 7/26/2018
upon each moment
roosts a peacock- fully fanned
veiled from trite peruse
as keen eyes pause and ponder
the faint outline of feathers
A peacock in old Shangri-La
Found his wherewithal did not thaw
He went by the book
So his feathers shook
But aroused his mother-in-law
Amethyst spell jar,
Charged beneath Full Moon Leo.
Aura quartzes rise,
Crystals cleansed by selenite.
Peacock ore shines in lit night.
He tried to put on a scene
Because the wig he wore was lime green
He sashayed about
Like a boastful peacock
He's now a high paid drag queen
See the gorgeous peacock-colors
crimson, yellow, green, tangerine and blue
Vision's echo: There are two
one for me ~ one rainbow for you
A peacock who is grounded as he flies,
will freely psychedelicize.
Take notice as you stare.
Slowly become aware.
His tail is a hundred eyes.
With elegance the peacock
Struts in show of vanity
An admiration seeker
Flaunting bold feathered attire
Throws modesty to the wind.
Dreams are magic...
Love is a see-waw peacock
With soft aspirations...
Strings with rainbow whims
Amidst laughing flowers
august 16, 2008
Thunderbolts roar,
clouds melt with tears.
Plants bathe in showers.
Peacock is dancing in the rain
calling peahen.
A fluorescent dome
By unravelling its elongated tail
Loves to roam
Down the solitary dale
Dances soberly when finds its female
PLACE: 3 rd
pond in the forest
trees, birds, waltz in silver bowl~
peacock drinks water
Date: 11/8/2020
Syllabus checked at HMS
peacock plumage
divine perfection ~
or cosmic accident?
20.10.19
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Admire my plumage
Iridescent blue and green
Incomparable
Quite the best you've ever seen
Watch me strut and watch me preen.
Tanka by
Mike Jones
Fanning his tail is the male’s trick
Beautiful colors prove he is a Mick
Trying to impress a plain brown peahen
His feathers better be thick, not thin.
she wanted to be a he, for they are the pretty ones
I shall dress myself up as a peacock and become king
others were amazed at her beauty and confidence
Bursting barrel chest
peacock strutting rooster crow
amazed am I as you grow.
Sad sorrow demise
no joy for me in your eyes
tension anger soulful sighs.
George Bush went up top for a walk
You should have heard Donald Trump squawk!
"It MUST be a crime!
The limelight is mine!"
(The peafowl was once a peacock)
I didn't know
some ants had wings
or cicadas burrowed their way
out of the soil
and out of their skin
on their way to become
the big winged creature
who sings.
head competes with heart
our ego’s aim self-serving
clutching at fleeting shadows
blissful heart tranquil
has no narrow agenda
love’s the fragrance of a rose
peacock in still light~
a breath of hidden heaven
folded in his wings
still as sacred breath,
he opens a jeweled silence~
colors like prayer