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The Age of the Gods

    The Age of the Gods Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The age of gods remains the same, a still Forever.  As they were, they ever are, And ever will be, in a changeless, chill, Transparent medium. ...

Above, Beyond

              Above, Beyond The swan does not desire to leave his white On water.  Swimming on the surface he Turns neck and head towards his goal with slight Concern for beauty.  Serendipity Meanders on the surface.  Folded wings Are calmer than the flowing stream he...

Solemnity

                   Solemnity The swan reflects the water.  Water’s light Shines off the grace.  It moves like moon-drawn flow Up rivers.  Streaming feathers claim the white Of foam on ocean waves.  The feathers go Where God would go if he were mortal in A world devoid...

Serendipity

      Pennage Serendipity In shrouds a stretch of river there beneath The overhanging limbs of dark, dark trees (The Thames itself blocked out from light like death) Is suddenly a space where swans at ease Are floating like the souls of angels on The surface of the...

Swans in Meaningful Blue

     Swans in Meaningful Blue The swans pretend that death does not exist, Or one at least turns, drifting, with his eyes Ignoring it.  Still, never mind the mist, The shadows far away use its disguise To threaten him so gently that he does not Record the menace. ...