Swans Across The Morning
Graceless I navigate the dawn
with a trembling mind and runaway heart
craving this peace, this wild light.
Everything is hushed and sleeping
except the light and the river
restless in the mists, taciturn depths.
Swans wing across the morning
gaudy with their honk and hiss
their clamorous flight stirring life into the stillness.
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Beautiful words :) love the last part.
Thanks Caitlin, my husband said the exact same thing! I’m very glad you liked it x
Pure magic, words and images. Writing is so, so much one of your greatest talents, Éad. xo
Thank you so much Georgianna, that means a lot to me as writing is something I’m only returning to recently and I’m trying so hard to be better at it. I really had to squeeze some of these words out, but they came eventually! x
awww gorgeous photos, love it! The 1st one is just gorgeous
These photos are so so lovely!
So beautiful….
Beautiful words and images! x