Swan Song

Not to much of anything

Swans on ponds
Dragonflies in reeds
Fish basking in the early morn
Of this summers day

Birds singing sweet songs
As the heat rises
Mist is vanquished replaced with the suns haze
Small dogs barking, as lawn mowers start working

Fragrance of fresh cut grass
Is pleasing
Scent of colourful flowers all around
Bees busy buzzing about their day
In no hurry
Without any worry

Children skipping, laughing, playing;
Parents watching, caring
Summer fair blairing
And the headaches start again

Standing up, I see the swan fly as the dragonfly hovers nearby
Taking the pistol out
Hand clasps firmly, dogs yapping
Children shouting

Gun now pointing
Haze is blinding
Finger on trigger as birds sing loudly
Gun-shot
Silences
Blackness envelopes all, peace at last
And the swans all laugh

Author's Note

Nothing realy original, cant seem to think these days

Reviews

[Emily B]

beautiful image all the same