My pearlescent poems for you, my very best selected from my other blog TO THE RUSSIAN POETS at angelidicuoremare.blogspot.com which strangely, I can no longer edit nor add to. Anyway, welcome to the new blog my friend which is a culling of many colours and all for you in the name of lovely God, and the Trinity and my mother, Mary Adalyn Young-Douglas and other dear loved ones, of which you, also, dear reader, shine like an unnumbered Star. God bless YOU and worldwide lovely enduring POETRY...
Saturday, June 18, 2022
MY SWANS WHEEL AWAY
[after the manner of Hans Christian Andersen]
my swans wheel away
in disbelief:
could I be theirs?
I mourn in the mirror of the
skies, perfecting my reflection
in dismay
quaking in the clear pearl shadows
of their going
my swans turn away
from my frank, happy question:
"is it you?"
incapable of reply
so lofty, made of snow,
but hard;
even in blue-bell decked
midsommer, never melting-
pleased with one another
preening the crystal feathers;
out of reach, like stars-
they shine and blur
or is it only water that's
so dazzling
and can't be called back.
it's only I-
am sobbing "clouds on clouds"
drifting further than could be expected -
(all-in-all)
and won't be comforted
by any tribes now-
mary angela douglas 22 july 2010
*poems references are of course to Hans Christian Anderson's The Ugly Duckling and represent a kind of alternative ending, or maybe it's a case of the false swans before the true (appearing).
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