The wishing swan.
The leaves had blown, the geese had flownThe rhymes of life sat all alone,And wondered where the time had goneSince they last saw the wishing swan,Upon its lake of whispering wingswhere beauty's ghost...
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Keith,What a picture, My favorite scene is:"Then suddenly to blue Spring skiesThe wishing swans began to riseWith so much whispered wondermentTheir poetry felt heaven sent,As words descended from the...
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Just loved this Keith. The imagery is quite superb, and as ever, there is a rhythm to your poetry that is quite unmistakable. Douglas
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