Best Cygnets Poems
Upon the slow-flowing river,
Suddenly swans
Scud quickly away.
From round the bend I gracefully glide,
I am the queen of them all.
And quickly my king arrives.
The dance of love begins.
We bob our heads, wings quivering,
Necks entwined.
Unruffled snow-white plumage.
In time my eggs are hatched,
Cygnets are so cute.
How quickly they grow.
Now we are a royal family
Suddenly swans.
Categories:
cygnets, bird,
Form:
Free verse
Swans so gracefully gliding o'er lake
Delightful scenery they create
Dressed all in white feather finery
True beauties of the lake dynasty.
Falling in love with love forever
Swan mates dance on water together
Singing a swan lake song as they roam
The glorious lake they've made their home.
When swans in love kiss with a beak peck
A heart shape appears betwixt their necks
A smaller vision between the eyes
Romanticism in lake's paradise.
Swans raise their precious baby cygnets
Till they've grown to become strong and fit
Off to their own world they glide away
The circle of life in a relay.
Elegant they live, with poise they die
On angelic wings away they fly
Then when they've entered through heaven's gate
Swans will sage nirvana with lake sate.
Categories:
cygnets, beauty, bird, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Upon the lakes they do swim gliding so effortlessly
These species of graceful waterfowl the largest of anatidae family
In their beautiful pure white plumage with elegant long curved necks
Blunted beaks and big webbed feet living together by water's edge
These magnificent creatures of the waters are a sign of purity and love
Remind us of the blessings in our relationships a gift from heaven above
If all goes well in there pairing they will stay together for rest of their life’s
When they glide upon the waters of our awareness they bring us deep insight
These birds of Mother Nature they’re exquisite and unique
Bearing exotic waves of beauty to our dreams as we do sleep
They swim around in our divine mind adding colours of delight
Encouraging us to spread our wings and take our glorious flight
Courting occurs on rivers and lakes throughout the known world
Whilst they live on plant life tiny fish and scattered bread as well
You might see them duck their heads as they feed upon their foods
But you better beware of their aggression whilst they protect their broods
The elegance of these myterious birds are displayed in a ballet dancer
Dancing into our emotions with their romantic artisticpower
Transforming our souls with delightful moves bringing us into harmony
With a brilliant performance of balance, control and technical flexibility
The beautiful dying swan pours its heart out as death draws near
Greeting this with an exceptional beautiful ending balladeer
Its modulated voice singing the swan-song of death so sweet
This harmonious sound can be heard as its last creative piece
The crown retain the ownership to all unmarked mute swans
A ceremony takes place once a year and lasts for five days long
Swan upping is a tradition dated back to the twelfth century
Markers row up and down the rivers paying tribute to the Queen
In England they’re a protected species and owned by Her Majesty
The wing spans on these wonderful birds can extent to several feet
These sacred aquatic birds male and female cobs and pens
Those little cygnets and swanlings on a swan lake that never ends
© Copyright KC.Leake
8th December 2014
All Rights Reserved
Categories:
cygnets, beauty, bird, mystery,
Form:
Light Verse
A pond quivers in demure gusts,
cygnets of morning light undulate
with lithe ripples. Winter thaws,
the sun arcs over feathered rainbows
as ice sculptures bevy like water lilies
on April's frigid cobalt.
In abrupt squall webbed feet prance
on a mirror, capturing saffron exhalations
of rapt poppies, a wild umbrella splayed
like tumultuous cumulus, ending a reflection
of snow angels promenading
in boundless cerulean.
Categories:
cygnets, bird, flower, nature, spring,
Form:
Free verse
Still brook reflects the morning silver light
damselflies play chase between the reeds
dun cygnets now awash in virgin white
as through the mist a new dawn slowly bleeds.
Bare branches splay, verdant in gloves of green
pink blossom proudly flaunts the shawl it wears
the willow, many months stood shy, unseen
now brilliant, branches arcing like a flare.
I, too, feel something must emerge within
in concert with Spring's promise, hopes arise
leaving dark thoughts behind, what might have been
and see afresh the future with new eyes.
Each year this season nature freely gives,
give thanks, arise, move on, and truly live.
Categories:
cygnets, introspection, seasons,
Form:
Sonnet
We walk alone, towards the sight
There are the fragrant roses bright,
Bees sip nectar, queen kisses drone.
Towards the sight, we walk alone.
In our old age, we hail flowers.
Grown tall after the last showers:
Tulips and bluebells are the rage.
We hail flowers, in our old age.
See the great pond, with insects bright,
As dragonflies fly, what a sight.
Making love for they have a bond.
With insects bright, see the great pond.
In the large pool, swans glide along,
Some cygnets follow growing strong,
Best for them not to play the fool.
Swans glide along, in the large pool.
The small bell rings, it's closing time.
Back home, rickety stairs we climb.
Happy for now we feel like kings.
It's closing time, the small bell rings.
Categories:
cygnets, nature,
Form:
Quatrain
wildflower meadow
as tall as a muntjac
cuckoo cuckooing
-
farmers haymaking
grasshoppers stridulating
don't touch a stinkbug
-
wood admiral glides
honeysuckle its host plant
humid the hot nights
-
warm is the river
fish rising leaping for flies
life seeking cool shade
-
inverted swimmers
water boatmen taking in air
cygnets follow pen
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as fall approaches
swifts are well on their way
second brood blackbirds
-
hungry mosquitoes
human siestas a nap
insect repellent
-
sunbathing insects
flowerflies hovering free
mowers thrashing lawns
-
farmers cutting hay
a smell not forgotten
wildlife be afraid
-
sunbathers warning
cream up or suffer sunburn
worse melanoma
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swifts immature
three years on the wing
unbelievable
-
sand martins nesting
adorning soft sandy clifts
freshwater skimmers
-
dragonflies masters
watch them fly backwards a thrill
kingfishers posing
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super hot weather
droughts not good for wildlife
reprieved... thunderstorms
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climate warming
both poles can't take the heat
humans all sweating
-
a countryside walk
on a warm sunlit day
foxes sunbathing
Categories:
cygnets, june, nature, summer, sun,
Form:
Haiku
Soft, pure white feathers
Cover their grey downy heads
Giving protection.
Threatening talons
Or poachers cannot come close
When she spreads her wings.
‘Neath her warm shadow
Cygnets so safe and secure
Snuggle together.
Categories:
cygnets, nature
Form:
Haiku
The trees are in their summer gowns and the woodlands are lush and green.
Under the summer sunshine the water mirrors the azure sky, and on the still
water, among the stones and reeds drift many swans. I first saw them in Autumn
and made a count and had to re-count because of the cygnets, very difficult
with all those moving spins. I have enjoyed these lovely birds, but now my heart
is sad for I know all will change when first they feel the cold. They will leave
flapping their wings over my head. Lover by lover they paddle in cool waters for
now their cygnets following, mysterious and beautiful. They rest among the
rushes by the lakes edge in quiet harmony, peaceful and unaware of the world.
delight in this day
soon the swans will have flown far-
p e a c e but for the ducks
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July 14, 2017
Haibun/Beautiful and Mysterious
Copyright Protected, ID 920395
The Creative Collective Anthology Series
sponsor, Geraldine Taylor
First Place
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Written for the contest, Wordscapes
sponsor, John Lawless
Fourth Place
Categories:
cygnets, bird, nature,
Form:
Haibun
swan
you glide
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Categories:
cygnets, bird, nature, water,
Form:
Concrete
The swans
Calm, majestic
Proud and free
The white swans glide
On the inland sea.
Cob and Pen
With necks inclined
Guard their young
As food they find.
The darker cygnets
Paddle free,
Majestic creatures
Of the inland sea.
Categories:
cygnets, beauty, bird, nature, spring,
Form:
Couplet
Soft, pure white feathers
Cover their grey downy heads
Giving protection.
Threatening talons
Or poachers cannot come close
When she spreads her wings.
‘Neath her warm shadow
Cygnets so safe and secure
Snuggle together.
Categories:
cygnets, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Elegant is the white swan
Joined for life swimming along
When cobs and pens breed again
Then cygnets swim with them
Date: 1/21/2020
Contest: When and Then
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
Categories:
cygnets, life,
Form:
Rhyme
I will never forget our very first mating ritual,
some swans species are done in seconds . . .
but ours went on for over an H O U R !
Oh, the courtship dance was divine
and s u b l i m e .
For days and days we touched wings while drifting,
on the smooth water
and wasn't it lovely to preen together . . .
we dipped our beaks over and OVER,
I loved when you would just be still and watch me.
Our bodies touched smooth and g r a c e f u l ,
we never took our eyes off each other.
Soon our necks were intertwining (I loved that part).
and while we paddled our WI N G S spread
and you took me to the stars . . .
at one point you even pushed my head under the water, dear!
you make very s e x y snorts and groans.
And from that day we have been as one,
in perfect H A R M O N Y ,
and together we raised all those fluffy cygnets.
You are so protective to all our little ones,
don't you just love the first time they go for a swim.
With you as our HERO our family plays and sleeps in safety always,
thank you for being the best m a t e for life
and a great father . . .
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November 3, 2017
Poetry/Free Verse/Love Letter
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9560-07-0
All Rights Reserved.
Written for the contest, Love Letter
sponsor, Viv Wigley
Fourth Place
Categories:
cygnets, love,
Form:
Free verse
i am a Close relative of the goose and duck.
You’ll find me protected, respected like royalty,
halos ripple around me, Gently gliding wings outstretched in a breeze,
loyal, I mate for life - no two Necks here, just us whoopers forever,
atop feathers for a pillow our clutches nestle, Envelope, warmed by us,
whether svan or schwan, we’re pen and cob To our cygnets and swanlings.
Categories:
cygnets, animal,
Form:
Free verse