It’s a privilege to present to you a poem by my friend, Colin Cameron. I just came across this poem written by Colin on September 11, 2016 and was struck by the beauty and depth of this composition. The fact that this poem was originally written on September 11 is most profound indeed. Colin can be found on Facebook and is a member of Carefree Writers, also on Facebook. Check out his vast collection of poems on all subjects, from the ridiculously funny to the sublimely poignant. You will not be disappointed.
September 11, 2016
There’s nought so poignant than a dying swan
When such beauty wanes, like faded silken chiffon
A life of magnificence, dressed in majestic and Royal regalia
Of which only nature breeds others so familiar
No judgement on the world to bestow
Rose above the melee, so far, and way down below
In silence and romantic hue, with mate espoused for life
Intertwined necks and wings, as one they swam the lake no strife
In flight they were in unison, spans of angels wings
In jealous admiration, larks and starling sings
The ugly duckling story, fulfilled from page to fact
Remembered well, those cygnets, from eggs lovingly hatched
And now the song is almost at an end, full cycle but far too soon
Her mate succumbed to leaded weights, and fell to deathlike swoon
Solemnity overtook the swan, in her chest now beat a broken heart
Never had she loved so pure, they were destined never to part
And when she closed her eyes, for that final time
She cursed bitterly, that fisherman and his bloody line
The Elephant's Trunk 