Swansong

Swansong

 

I once thought I might live for ever

But your reading these words

Proved me wrong

…

So I thought I might write you a letter

But it turned into

Something of a prophetic swansong …

 

 

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

I think about this often brother Nev... I used to think of poetry as epitaphs but it did strike me one day that the act of reading a thing is like a time travel to a poets heart in the moments of their pennings. as I have read your thoughts and feelings and made them my own the indelible mark is impressed upon the witness long before they have passed and immortality is achieved long before our final stanza. well that's what the bunny saw in your lines anywho:)

[Neville]

I have tried so many times to post my thanks only to lose it when I hit the send button ... this time I'm gonna keep it short, sweet n simple .. a bit like me really ....... Cheers Rob :)

[Chris Shaw]

Swansong.... I drifted to thoughts of Jen a very dear friend, two years gone. The last thing she did two days before she died was post on her Facebook account a photograph of two majestic swans gliding into an autumn sunset. I understood that to be her saying she was ready to join her husband who died five years earlier. They say swans do sing when they are dying. I wonder? Thank you for reminding me of a truly beautiful soul, much loved and missed.

Chris

[Neville]

............. I know that feeling ... and I believe they do .. like elephants & dolphins maybe .. and maybe just about everything else that registers , recognises and or feels a sense of loss ... maybe its a human thing.. not looking hard enough for tears.

Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Knowing that feeling is a mountain to contemplate. As for tears, many of us were brought up to believe they are a weakness. You made me think of my mum. I never saw her shed a tear until I was 28. I never saw my grandparents cry. My Dad taught me tears but not until I was grown up. Maybe you are right, humans don't look hard enough for the tears of others, but that doesn:t mean they don't understand loss or suffering. Crying is therapeutic, it has its benefits. Your poem took me to many places and I thank you for that.

[Neville]

................... that must surely be a win win

[Chris Shaw]

Yes, it is. Good early morning.

[Neville]

Good morning

[barleygirl]

I did not know what a swansong was until just now. I love this concept & how you write about it with a bit of mystery. Many times in life, I did not realize I had done a swansong & those are the times we ponder as the big swansong is just outside our doors (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Bless ya BG and then some .... signing of with my spare cygnet ture ...................(CHICKS) fondly Nev :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there will be those who are reading our words long after we are gone...
"my baby just wrote me a letter"
"well she wrote me a letter said she couldn't live without me no more"

Imaginative piece here...open to much discussion of meaning.
j.

[Neville]

it has taken me almost 21 hours for me to get this thank you off to ya jacob .. but not for the want of trying, I can tell ya ............... N.