Untitled (a peacock dream)

Their voices sounded throughout meadows green,
a majestic swirl, of pearly white and emerald teal.
I witness rays of shimmering moon pouring upon,
illuminating their glorious plume. Suddenly time,
comes to a complete standstill, I open my eyes, to
see rise of tangerine dawn.Β 

 

 

Photo credits:Β Pinterest

Posted for Poems in April @ Real ToadsΒ 

and for Quadrille 31 @ dVerse Poets Pub

28 Responses

  1. angie says:

    your eyes see it, the bird’s eyes, and all those eyes on their plumage too. tangerine πŸ™‚

  2. Walter Marks says:

    Sounds like a magical dreamland. The colors are so beautiful. I’ve never seen a white peacock

  3. Charleen says:

    This was so lovely, especially paired with the painting. I loved the “tangerine dawn.”

  4. A vivid colourwash of peacocks, Sanaa!

  5. kaykuala h says:

    A beautiful dream spoilt by the impending dawn. Had experienced such many times too!

    Hank

  6. Thotpurge says:

    I’ve seen the white peacocks…they’re quite fantastic too.

  7. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like how the dawn took one’s attention from the scene.

  8. Xenia says:

    Your poem and the painting are paired so beautifully here Sanaa xxx

  9. Janice says:

    A beautiful dream…I wouldn’t be in a rush to wake up from that πŸ™‚

  10. You make them into fantastical birds, your words matching the dreaminess of the picture!

  11. Margaret says:

    I can see why the image inspired this poem (I’m assuming it did) and a tangerine dawn… sounds like heaven to me.

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Margaret πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it ❀️

      (I just had to write a second poem – loved the prompt)

  12. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    So much color in this… wonderful

  13. Adcitlali says:

    That sounds like a powerful sunrise –tangerine. Wonderful!

  14. Grace says:

    Such a lovely view to wake up to Sanaa ~

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