Gentle Peacock

Osei Zion

      I play see-saw with my gentle peacock

      I see, he saw

      Spread feathers shimmer hues

      Fly us around o'er mountain tops

 

      I say call gentle drops

      I hee, he falls

      On me speck goose bumps

      Cry us around slower like shepherd flocks

 

      I spot eye spots on tail plumes

      I sleep, he bores

      Handsome trains and blues

      Shy us around sober without pop of corks

 

      I ought to sit with my pea Humes

      I sip, he straws

      All still on the parks

      Die us into previous scenes

 

  • Author: Osei Zion (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 26th, 2022 09:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: My peacock is handsome, gentle, and friendly.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    A fine write and pic Osei.



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