Last Tale of the Swan-dyke

swan dyke

My two swans have gone

the nest they left still warm

but empty

No young to them were born

My two swans just left

I’m feeling quite bereft

kind of

I think they headed west

My lovely swans are gone

no signets for them to mourn

nor none that fled the nest

perhaps thats for the best

They left in the early morn

snuck out the back door

their beaks upon the floor

won’t see them no more

Left by morning light

my faithful pair took flight

they waited till the last

till her time had passed

No eggs were laid this year

no young for them to lose

their sadness brings a tear

their loss, a parent’s bruise

My two swans have gone

they left by the back door

no eggs this year did show

a night owl watched them go




About edenbray

I'm a writer ... I write .. . I’m not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? .. . edenbray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions ~ the effluence of my short life .. . I am a Writer and Artist since 1966 - I'm an avid Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . I have had many poems selected for Anthologies of verse and recently have published many of my poems in 24+ themed booklets ... please ask for details - join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or a comment for my ego and encouragement and thanks for listening - I really value your interest ~ edenbray
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