Solace
I sought solace with swansAfter too much human noiseTheir shapes on sunlit waterSoothed an ache inside my mind.
A person, then another Held out hands to feed a swanBut held no food, just photo smiles - The bird's expectations undone.
And just like that, the camera flash Burnt my bubbling peaceHumans tricked the birdsSo now, again, they troubled me.

Copyright LJ Ireton 2018