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| lady with the birds |
under hot pink & red flowering trees
in a meadow of fresh spearmint green
bright yellow sun, gentle spring breeze
hearts jumping on garden trampolines
little bird reciting, poetry lyrical song
beautiful peacock, hues of green & blue
new life in bloom, nature plays along
listening with love to her spiritual muse
dancing with splendor, birds flying high
peacock waits to fan his brilliant feathers
capturing all the shades in an endless sky
free spirited a wild bird cannot be tethered
spring offers an array of special pleasure
filled with vibrant colors, priceless treasure
posted for dVerse hosted by Grace
Writing poetry inspired by artwork of Sunita Khedekar
Spring sure brings forth many colors that catch the eye every which way, peacocks don't really sing magical songs though, at least according to our former neighbors who tried to get them banned haha they can honk and annoy many though. And let spring offer pleasure each day haha
ReplyDeleteSpring indeed is full of an array of colors to catch the eye
DeleteI have never heard a peacock's cry..but, sounds like it
might not be so pleasing.. I have heard the songs of
little birds as they flutter around from tree to tree..
spring does offer an array of pleasures...peacocks are so gorgeous as well...the hearts on trampolines line made me smile...cant wait to be able to leave my window open and listen to the birds when i wake....
ReplyDeleteBrian,
DeleteMy soul longs for the songs of spring..let's open those windows inhaling and exhaling fresh air..
I adore your title!!!!! and especially love the line "a wild bird cannot be tethered". A wild anything cannot - or at least should not - be tethered. They fret, and dream constantly of escape.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteThank you and birds are meant to fly soaring with their spirits..
nice... the gentleness and wild spirit of both...spring and the birds... a nice magic in this
ReplyDeleteI think spring is magical when everything starts to bloom..
DeleteBeautiful spring meadow!!!
ReplyDeleteWe are just beginning to taste the pleasures of spring and am looking forward to more. Beautiful imagery in your poem!
ReplyDeleteAh to taste a warm spring day would be thirst quenching..
DeleteTitle and sonnet are beautiful Truedessa ~ Specially like the ending couplet ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up ~
Grace,
DeleteThanks you for the artistic prompt..enjoyed the colorful artwork..
hearts jumping on garden trampolines....little bird reciting, poetry lyrical song.....I love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you ayala..feeling spring with each heartbeat..
DeleteLovely use of the form to interpret the painting. I think the form actually helped create the atmosphere in this.
ReplyDeleteThank you Victoria I always appreciate your comments.
DeleteFeathers capturing all the shades--beautiful sonnet, so well written!
ReplyDeleteNico,
DeleteThanks for visiting nice to see you writing again..
Dense with color, beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...
DeleteNice and warm poem, very enjoyable with the gifts that spring has to offer.
ReplyDeleteThanks Abhra I do appreciate your kindness..
DeleteLovely pic and poem.
ReplyDeleteI liked this sonnet. and I agree with Victoria that the form enhances the lovely imagery you use in this poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you for you kind words..
DeleteThe colors and imagery in this poem are beautiful. Your picture goes with everything so well, too.
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Deletegreat description of the peacock and spearmint fields =)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a kid (I know, I'm still a kid), my Mom said, "That's a peacock honey." I thought she said p.e.e.c.o.c.k. Those are memories that tend to stick. I love colors and spring and peacocks for that matter, Truedessa. I'd like to believe there's a peacock hidden somewhere in each and every one of us.
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