Juli and Romy

Sunrise gleams on Park Street spires, Turning world streams setting sun down
Warblers waken; we arise. Newbury as evening light
“Good morrow, Coz!” we hear them here
below. Gilds cathedral elms up from below.
Bleacher-fans and Brahmins know Brownstone, redbrick, verdigris facades
We’re Juliet and Romeo, Will bow and wink as we’re
Two swans on garden pond, out turning slow. Now mirrored in vermilion, turning slow.

We’re christened lovebirds, best of breed, Heart to heart and face to face
They placed us in our willowed Eden, Necks acurve a third heart trace:
Snowy white on emerald green With wings unclipped by love we’ll fly
To glide in graceful dance serene. Circling stars in Sapphire sky,
Inspiring love in all who’ve seen us We’ll glide... and decide...
At our silent minuet, Which swan will be Romeo; who’s Juliet tonight.
Though there’s no Romeo between us:
Both of us are Juliet. Sun rides in on morning tide
Eye to eye and breast to breast We turn and glide again
Each doubled twice; our waves caress us. “Good morrow Coz”: the song rings from above.
Ask and listen; curtsy, bow. We’re Romeo and Juliet
Who bowed the last will curtsy now. To Trustees and to trenchermen;
To feathered friends we’re just two swans in
love.
As changes ring on carillon
At noon they bring the swan boats ‘round.
Cygnets come from far and wee
To ride on back so tranquilly.
Perhaps a flame-haired, freckled lad
Gives our thoughts voice, and asks his dad
Which swan would be Romeo; who Juliet would be.
“Who will build our nest today?”
“If I warm the eggs we lay,
Would you draw a foe away?”
Turn by turn our love will stay.