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Cygnus Poems - Poems about Cygnus


Cygnet
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...

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Categories: cygnus, animal,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cygnus Inter Nubibus
“Cygnets usually begin leaving the habitat when they begin to turn their eventual adult coloring. Once the feathers and wings mature (approximately 8-10 months of age) the parents will no longer recognize the cygnets as their young, but rather as rivals. If the parents have taught them everything there is to know about being a...

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Categories: cygnus, daughter, freedom, journey, life,
Form: Free verse



Somewhere In Cygnus
Did I tell you I have to go did you disagree did you stand there on the edge of ether once more asking me not to leave I don’t remember But this once again new life time leaves me empty searching emotions shadows constantly to end this derelict within my soul for eyes I do not recognize a face I cannot find a smile which can contain...

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Categories: cygnus, loneliness, longing, love, miss
Form: Free verse
Cygnus Olor
Chaste and more graceful Than the white canvassed Dhow: Reclines sweet Nefertiti Upon a Blue Nile breeze. Fabled entity more whiter Than the purest white snow That thickly blankets And folds over the wide Pyrenees. Dipped is thy beak Into a harvesters August sunset; A Bohun proper, Gorged and chained with a crown; Tipped Argent quills Thus scrawl across royal warrants: Plodding, punctilious creature - Of high born...

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Categories: cygnus, nature,
Form: Rhyme
The White Cygnus
First to the door to met my first beauty queen, Seeing through his sapphire eyes made my cold heart drool, For the first time in my life it actually teaches me the teachings of one’s life. Quickly, quickly, Is it roses are red, Or violets are blue. Maybe orchids, lavenders or maybe lilies. The snowy flakes of every lilies, Matches her soul...

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Categories: cygnus, love, hero, roses are
Form: Romanticism



Noir Cygnus
One of two, not yet perfect Angry for the intrusion Envious of your insight Never will see it again I think you're brilliant I finally did I already knew Afraid of the point of view Wondered when you would make mine I've seen what you've done...

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Categories: cygnus, art, introspection, passion
Form: Free verse

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