Open Poetry #12 |
A Swan Song |
Martie
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A Swan Song He was only ten and sometimes unsure teasing seemed to aim its arrow at him and he fell into thinking something was wrong with him with his skinny arms with his freckles something At a park where the ducks were he was scattering the birds throwing pieces of bread into the lake where two swans were engaged in a love dance their necks and heads bobbing His mother explained it when he was nine and full of questions, neat is what he thought into the warm spring day Two boys with bats snickering behind their hands threw rocks skipped the water and caught one swan on the side Anger grew inside him as he headed towards the two now collapsed in gales of laughter They looked up in surprise at the anger trembling blotched cheeks the clenched fists for the words that he hit them with were power he learned that day as he left the boys sitting with their mouths open He took off his jacket flung it over his shoulder, and holding it with one finger he whistled as he walked away knowing there was something right something right about him something [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 01-24-2001).] |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, the birthing of a beautiful trumpeter swan! Indeed, what is more beautiful? [I know, but you told me I couldn't tell anyone that Martie's words surpass most...] |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
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Well Martie...this is a treasure... it really is... empowerment comes from the strangest places sometimes... K |
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Marge Tindal
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Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Ah, Martie~ Made a remember for me ... A baby 'swan' that found his trumpet and proudly whistles to this day ... You brought it back to sit upon my heart ... I'm sharing this one with my Steven ... he will smile as he shares the memory with me. Thanks, sis. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Denise
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Very touching piece, Martie! Very! Denise |
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Martie
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Karilea--yes, you are so silly. Kamla--exactly! Marge--I'm so happy I made a remember..thanks for telling me and sharing it. Denise--thanks so much for seeing the touch. |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
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Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
great poem for a 3rd grade poetry class - perhaps the best age for it - damm you're good! |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
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Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Stunned into silence with the overpowering beauty in this one...... If you find yourself stranded in a storm ...then reach for my hand and we will play in the puddles together |
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Martie
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Bill--You may be right...thanks Mark--Stunned silence is not like you...but I guess it's a good thing. |
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suthern
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Mark: Ya mind some company? *G* I must warn you my mouth is hanging open and WOW is about the extent of my vocabulary right now... you described the situation much better. *G* Martie: I love this... outstanding!!! |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
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Count me in with our friends above, as I enjoyed this very much... Great read PoetFriend, thankyou... ~coco~ |
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Martie
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Suthern--You look cute with your mouth open...but not as cute as Mark..LOL...thanks sweety. Coco--You are so sweet to reply to this...I appreicate it. |
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