The peacock is always three steps ahead
With glistening sapphires which capture the eye
While he held white muddled feathers
Which no one seemed to bother
Checking more than two steps behind
Just before where he’d rest
Buried in the shadows
Of the flowering tail-fan which dazzled them all
Blazing eyes stuck on it like tape
He’d always be on the sidelines
Even in the nest
Where mother would always ask
About what happened in the light
And never cared for the shadows
Even as he prayed she would
Care about the boring stories
Of the dove who wouldn’t fly away
Even through all of the shame
Because all watch in wonder
But don’t care where the dove ever flew
As the dove was used and discarded
So he could find validation
In the warmth of other wings
But it’d never suffice since
White feathers only make way for blue
As the shadows only grow
When three steps turn to five
As the dove stretches his wings
But nobody saw beyond the tail
That beauty sometimes was found in the dark
They didn’t see him fly
And they never cared where
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Shadow_hound2445 (
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Hi Shadow, it's Dreamer. Just finished reading this twice over, and have to say this piece is very impactful and colourful. I'm surprised you may have felt hesitant about sharing your work because you clearly possess a rich talent. I love the flowing rhythm like a river haha. Also, the majority of the time I find myself struggling to maintain the flames of a conversation so I enjoyed navigating through our lengthy discourse, it was quite therapeutic to speak with a fellow writer with good ears. I hope you don't give up writing poetry, it's a special artform and shows a sensitive side. Other than that I hope everything goes well for you in the future, be proud, and have a good sleep!
Thank you for the kind words, I've become very fond of the craft. I'm hoping maybe I'll get to delve further in and hone the form as I continue. 😀
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Good write Shadow.
Great first poem!
I read it twice 🙂
It has been over a year
I hope you're doing well, friend
I hope
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