Best Swan Song Poems

When the time is right
one again will walk with you unaided
in an eon of age,
where promises are made
not to conform to life’s illusions.
Only now this earthly spirit
will not last forever,
the journey has been long, now weary,
and this pen is spent
needs to fade
into one’s own mitigation.
Yet...

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Exiting autumn 
Gentle winds whisper
Foretelling snow storms
As last days wither
In songs of winter

Dry trees shudder
In frigid nights
Dreaming of spring’s
Blooming flowers--

Though at dawn
Pink sunrise
Warms up hearts

Birds are
Flying

South

December 26, 2019
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she meets 
               her final moment
      with a swan song for the ages. 
 the theater is packed in like sardines. 
    ...

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There’s beauty in the midnight feathers of a black swan so divine,
  as euphoria illuminates s t a i n e d sanctuaries~
where stars long to drown in your still train of thoughts,
for there’s a p o e m ruffling through lakes of ancient...

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                             ~ Swans tell stories of eternal love -
        ...

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The last time my Mother sang to me
                    With delicate high notes, powerful and sweet,
           ...

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The darkness extends
As the sun descends
To partial ellipse
And deep cold now grips
Penetrating core

Skeletal trees’
Dark silhouettes
Against pale sky
In waiting sleep

Burst of lights
Signal makes
Indicates

Old year
Comes to

End


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Strutting with swagger while singing along.
I am the epitome of arrogance a hundred percent strong.
Trying my dynasty to destine the cause,
I formed a voice of expression.
Walking in mediums to speak to the crowd,
My poetic mien capitalized.
I am a Diva now.

This demeanor was everlasting as I...

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His skin was like loose Saran wrap
that no amount of topical
cream could smooth away its wrinkles.
His skeletal bones creaked, muffled
by an old squeaking rocking chair
he gently, rhythmically  rocked
to singsong poetry he wrote
nearly fifty odd years ago.
Each iambus spoken aloud
curiously matched his rocking:
the short syllables...

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A frequent visitor is Mary Anne,
 Who first did come before the bloom of rose
 As tiny bud before it fully grows.       
 I blossomed too.  A pattern then began.
 I  came to know when she would...

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The passionate young man on his way to his love
Walked by a lake carrying a snow-white dove
Inside his shirt he held it close to his heart
When he heard a song - an enchanting work of art

The melody was captivating, full of sorrow -
The cries of...

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Yvonne was very, very, very happy.
She loved her mother.
She loved her brother Phillip.
And she loved swans.
Oh, did she ever love swans!

She loved the way they looked
With their smooth, fluffy feathers,
And colorful beaks of orange, yellow and red.
She would watch them for hours 
As they glided...

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Lovelorn;
My love,
Breaking my heart,
Left me forever to
mourn.
Forlorn;
I Lament,
Singing the blues,
My pining heart pleads:
Return!


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primrose,bluebell
black briony,
sleep well,my flower..
'til Spring,will be...

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The calendar announced today the first day of Fall,
But the weather in South Georgia did not hear the call.
It is near 90 today, and Fall is in hiding.
It is Summer's swan song, and it keeps on smiling.





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