feathers grey
saves the ripple
as it sighs
the swan in black water
descends
to reach a quiet haven
free from flight-
to let her neck rise
as she plummets.
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feathers grey
Author notesi really liked my thoughts on this, but my writing does not do it justice. A contest entry
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