Debbie Duncan Poet Free verse

The Great Swan

"Who's woods are these anyway'.

Who's woods that I  dwell?

The house of Usher I know so well.

I seek to skate on the frozen lake.

These woods are deep, dark, and weak.

Though I would dance like a swan if I could.

The lake is always frozen this time of year.

How I love the night woods that cover me.

Under the bulging night skies of death.

Beyond the place of wrath and tears.

I would dance upon the lake till not.

Alluring, always caressing in a gentle touch.

I would be remembered as " The Great Swan".

Though here I sit in my bed chamber of death.
And wait for God to call my name.  



1 pm wed.  7 / 24 / 2013, " House of Usher" stands for death, " right"   the woods are a metaphor for the sick body.

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D.W. Rodgers July 4, 2017 at 8:25 AM Powerful, sad and touching.

Andrea Dietrich June 6, 2017 at 3:43 PM I thought I would come tell you, this is THIRD best of your poems as stated by your Best Poems list. And it's very worthy of that!

Vladislav Raven May 5, 2017 at 1:08 PM Hi Debbie, Once again your words sing into the mind with their emotional content. I always say there is a certain beauty that can be found in sadness but the sadness must be written well. In the piece there is a beauty Debbie. The words do welcome me You have a great skill in the poetic field Debbie. This one has to be a seven and a fave. Hugs....Mike. XX

Vladislav Raven May 5, 2017 at 1:07 PM Hi Debbie, Once again your words sing into the mind with their emotional content. I always say there is a certain beauty that can be found in sadness but the sadness must be written well. In the piece there is a beauty Debbie. The words do welcome me You have a great skill in the poetic field Debbie. This one has to be a seven and a fave. Hugs....Mike. XX

Richard Lamoureux February 11, 2016 at 6:28 AM I was looking through my favorite poems and got to enjoy this one again.

Robert Lindley June 20, 2014 at 5:16 AM This is a true gem. Writes such as this fascinate me and I can see , "eyes peering into eternity in them" This one goes into my favorites. Thanks!!!

Carol Eastman September 4, 2013 at 10:06 AM A facinating piece... Very deep and aluring to read over and over...

Don Johnson August 19, 2013 at 6:02 PM deep as, subtle as the water, under the lake of frozen time, ask not what is that ding, don't listen to that ring, hear the bloody Angels sing? bell a tinkle, is it mine? sorta.... its fine... plonk or wine? benzadrine just aint my thing, talk to you another time. Don re: "The Great Swan" Debbie Duncan

Jay Loveless August 16, 2013 at 8:53 AM Though my pain is not visible, and my body seems not to weaken, inside I sit within my own death, struggling to move, to dance like the great swan who I could only hope to meet...Sickness comes in many forms and holds each back from their dreams...But, you cant stop dreaming, no matter what. Debbie Duncan August 16, 2013 at 5:10 PM I think I like your words better then mine ;} thanks for reading Jay ;}

Andrea Dietrich August 15, 2013 at 2:39 PM You must really like swans. I remember this one you wrote and also you told me at my poem today that you liked best the swan ride on the merry go round. I wanted to mention the unicorn in my poem but couldn't work it in!

Laura Breidenthal August 6, 2013 at 10:19 PM Gorgeous write. I am at awe of your words. These lines are quite memorable and I like that you referenced a bit of Poe to add to the deathiness and sickliness of the poem. Beautiful. Debbie Duncan August 7, 2013 at 3:36 AM thank you Laura ;}

Duke Beaufort August 6, 2013 at 6:24 PM Also your avatar is a little dark on the bottom half. Makes me think of the top half a little like a swan on the water. You definitely have the grace and elegance of one! Keep on dancing! Debbie Duncan August 7, 2013 at 3:40 AM Thanks for reading Duke ;}

Harry Horsman August 6, 2013 at 10:19 AM awesome poetry, Debbie, so deep and visual,,,

Sue-Ellen Newman August 6, 2013 at 2:00 AM Excellent poem, great use of the metaphors, I pray this is just a poem and you are well, this is a well written reflection of dreams of one living in the house of usher, have a great day, blessings sueellen Debbie Duncan August 7, 2013 at 3:38 AM Thank you Sue- Ellen ;}

Richard Lamoureux August 4, 2013 at 7:13 PM Enjoyed reading again, on second read I am moving to my favorites. Thanks for your thoughtful visit. Also rating a 7. Debbie Duncan August 5, 2013 at 4:32 PM Thank you Richard ;}

Jack Ellison August 4, 2013 at 5:42 PM As Terry said "eerily wonderful"! I second her motion! Thanks for checking my "Wacko Jacko"! LOL Hugs, Jack xoxox Jack Ellison August 4, 2013 at 5:42 PM "HIS" motion! LOL

Mustapha Mohammed August 4, 2013 at 5:18 AM This is impressive Debbie.Really well done. Debbie Duncan August 4, 2013 at 5:03 PM I thank you ;}

Terry O'Leary August 4, 2013 at 3:14 AM Eerily wonderful... Terry Debbie Duncan August 4, 2013 at 5:39 PM Thank you Terry ;}

Andrea Dietrich August 4, 2013 at 12:51 AM gosh,I am reading this again and noticing the footnotes this time. Were they there the first time I read it? Sorry if I missed that the first time!! great allegory.

Duke Beaufort August 3, 2013 at 7:23 PM Debbie, you have such a range of emotion in all your work. You must be a very empathetic person. Some of us have a big antenna. That is a very good thing. It is a pleasure to see this. Thank-you for all of your comments. You are fresh, honest and kind!

Richard Lamoureux August 2, 2013 at 7:28 AM I would remove the explanation, the poem speaks on it's own. Beautiful imagery. Debbie Duncan August 4, 2013 at 5:54 PM Thank Richard ;}

Nette Onclaud July 30, 2013 at 11:15 AM sublime and wel expressed; you made me hold my breath, deb... fine, fine write!..:) huggs Debbie Duncan July 30, 2013 at 7:51 PM Thank you nette ;}

Duke Beaufort July 30, 2013 at 6:20 AM Debbie, it was the references to dancing that inspired me. The dreams we have and the path we take through life both lead to our demise--sadly. You, I hope will have happy days! Debbie Duncan July 30, 2013 at 6:38 AM Ok, now I get it ;}

Keith Bickerstaffe July 29, 2013 at 12:28 PM Unique... and totally captivating! Marvelous phrasing and imagery... BRAVO Debbie! Best wishes, Keith Debbie Duncan July 29, 2013 at 12:37 PM Thank you Keith ;}

Duke Beaufort July 29, 2013 at 6:04 AM You have actually inspired my next work of art which will be after the one about pie. Debbie Duncan July 29, 2013 at 12:36 PM Thank you Duke ;}

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