Uncoupling

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By ralph

Sat, 27 Jun 2026
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Uncoupling 

 

And here they are. Ice white.

The canal buzzed with evolution.

An afternoon in astounding heat.

 

They entwine for life, these couples.

Will curse the less for that right.

The flights of love, the comic landings.

 

I still mourn that loneliest swan.

Up over the hill, searching for him. 

Feathering reeds. An unwritten eulogy.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on

a eulogy for the forgotten and familar. 

 

Submitted by GlosKat on

When I worked at Windmill Hill business park near Swindon, there were two swans on the lake.  They were called Brunel and Isabelle.  Brunel became very ill and was taken away, but sadly died.  There were attempts to introduce new husbands to Isabelle but she wouldn't have anything to do with them.  I wonder if it was because she was expecting Brunel to come back.  Perhaps if she had seen him dead she might have accepted it.

Anyway, eventually all attempts at an arranged marriage having proved futile, she was taken away to live at a swan sanctuary, and a new couple were introduced to the lake.

 

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Submitted by Tom Brown on

Very interesting, life long mating I've never thought of it this way – the uncoupling – separation permanence. Sad, tragic.

Beautiful poetry! Tom