The Dying Swan

She glides across
the ripples
swaying with the
water’s dance
watching other
but she

takes no part
in play.

A single thought rules
this beauty queen.
As day after day her
aquatic grace is
seen by eyes that
can only guess at
her sorrow.

She waits and waits
for her mate in soul
to join her on the
pretty lake.


She doesn’t know she
waits in vain
for her mate will
forever lay

Echoes of despair fill
the air as she
calls out against the
injustice of unexpected

Hearts sigh as they
hear her plantiff cries
carried upon the wings
of a butterfly into
the silent expanse
of nothingness.

As each day dawns
sadness of lost love
breaks her heart


She too dies that
little bit


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 Beautiful creatures.

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Feeds my Soul

Sunlight plays across and through the
softness of her pure white down.

She teases each one
into place.
Maybe she has babies there
nestled in. She pets
protects and covers them
with her love.

Serene inside the
comfort of her being
Heaven’s water music plays
as she glides
creating ripple effect
across the water
in touching triumph
of her spirit

without even being

She feeds my soul.


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Queens Park Brighton

We slid down snow banks on metal tea trays, skated on thin ice til my foot went through. That was a scare. Once I fell into the pond reaching for the ducks and floundered myself as my sister bent over doubled up laughing. Couldn’t climb out because of green moss making the sides slippery.


During visits home, one of my older sisters and I used to live not very far from Queens Park That tall building was part of a large house built by a wealthy land owner, the house is long gone but, the tower is in the center of the park and is called The Pepper Pot, it’s now a listed building. We would spend hours there adventuring through the extensive grounds, trees and shrubbery or, on the swings and roundabouts in the children’s play area. We once used our mum’s metal tea trays as slides to toboggan down the snow banks a few times one winter. Talk about go fast!
The pond is very big and sometimes in winter would freeze just enough to be able to walk on. Of course water and I are always drawn to each other. I couldn’t believe the day I fell in. I was maybe 8 years old and my sister, 9. I was trying to reach the ducks or swans and fell head first into the water. I’m yelling for her to help me climb out because the sides of the pond are sloped and because of all the green moss I couldn’t get a foot hold to push up and all she could do was stand at the side bent over doubled up laughing!
Needless to say our mum wasn’t too happy because we were in our best Sunday clothes…. My sister and I used to get up to all sort of mischief and fun.  My goodness I did do all sorts of crazy things as a tomboy (fearless) child. LOL…

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