Best Swans 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...

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Summer's sweet swans share 
    white winged feathers
Wild and free as they bow their 
     long graceful necks.
Artistic as a poet's painting 
     of fecund flora,
Nature's lough at Coole, their 
   ...

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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...

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Two swans in a pond
In symphonic dance
Bowing to each other
Submissive obeisance

Meditating romance
On rippled vows
Rousing feathers
In flirting advance
Exchanging affections
In a wordless song 

Courting seduction
In dignified stance

A sensuous replay
Between stimulus
And response
Floating on arousal
Sanctifying foreplay

July 22, 2018
NOTE: Poem based on the video clip....

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Grace had floated royal 
among the sweet summered months,
and not a moment had passed
without the nectar of love;

Three feathered lords so fledgling
white-black,
sleeping white at noon,
'neath arbors brawn....
where the nestles are soft with love,
and dream to host all the world watching;
from horizon's scarlet painting pink
the billowed...

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Two swans swimming in beautiful bliss -
a pretty picture of spring’s splendor is this.
Wonderful, white birds – like soft snow -
they so gracefully glide serenely slow.
Pale pink blossoms all around -
blooms fallen float on the pleasant pond
that the April sun smiles down upon!

Dec. 20, 2021

Now...

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For Timothy Lee


My fried anxieties and crisped lonely would unite in my sleep's 
repeat nightmares where a roster of random monsters pursued 
their viewed, vile end of me.  My pulsing terrors urged I run fast
but my feet always turned to absurd concrete, freezing me...

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Soft and sensitive they fall

    Is it beautiful white swans

    with fluffy white feathers light

    Tickles on the nose

    A moment poignant and beautiful

    that it is impossible to remain...

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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,...

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I wonder how aware they are,
what shadowy sense of self
occupies their brain. Perhaps 
no more than a flicker 
of consciousness glows 
in the far reaches 
of an inner dark,
sufficient to propel them 
here and there for food
and find a mate,
just printed circuits of flesh
programmed for...

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choleric clouds, suspended
         over the leaking lake

   the rebellion of a teenage face
cross-eyed, ferocious

bereaved by a split pancake
      baffled by life’s inconsistencies

a vortex peeks out of darkness
   ...

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Our Tall Duckling (original title)

Our daughter, always through her childhood,
at least a head above any other girl in her class,
stands somewhere offstage now 
with long lashes darkened by mascara
and with lips and cheeks painted pink.
She waits with other nervous pre-teens in her group
where I left...

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The swans
By Michelle Morris
06/02/2023

Two swans swim on the ocean
Beautiful, gliding together
Love and light highlighted
Nature's infinite blessings

The waves reflect back blue cool
The sun echoes down yellow warmth
The swans are white purity in motion
The sand blending black, yellow and white stripes

The swans swim on, uncaring of labels
They...

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Does the caterpillar understand
  it will become a butterfly so grand
Does the tiny ugly duckling realize
  it will be a gorgeous swan, life-size

Does the blind, featherless baby robin know
  that off into the sky, it will breathtakingly go
They, of course, can't imagine...

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Eve of His Reign

facing the sunset
the lion king's on his hill
standing fierce and strong


Swans Drifting Away

a flock of mute swans
gliding on silver waters
under rose strewn moon


An Elephant Warning

I hear the trumpets
ears flaring, it comes running
with earth shaking news


Sunday Frolic

long ears, twitchy nose
wide eyes gleaming, bunny...

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