One Black Swan


There’s one black swan

delicately bobbing on the bay

his slender curved neck questioning

as I did his lonely status


Only yesterday he was a pair

bobbing together

their heads searching for food underwater

now he sits and mourns on choppy waters


I wonder what happened to make a pair…one

if I could bob with him

I would

quiet loneliness can pound so in your head

such impenetrable sadness

when sitting on the precipice

watching something die


he seems tiny and lost

out there beyond the mangrove

such a solitary soul


despite our distances

the black swan and I

bob in unison


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