Tuesday, 23 November 2010


Flames of peacock-green,
Copper-sulphate blue,
And dashing purple
Cackle open in the breeze.

Feathers of angry red,
Vibrant yellow,
And glorious orange
Flutter down in the background.

The rest of the world
Lies dark and still,
Black and quiet.
Sing the song
Of the peacock
At dusk.

Written on 2nd August 2010

1 comment:

indi said...

Sing the song at peacock, indeed. beautiful, Sayu.