Love Swing Poem by James McLain
Love Swing
We fly on it..gripped by brown hemp..
Rope..as it....drives us up ever higher..
Against sky's..pale..blue eye..two..silk..
Filled hands....slows it down...we swing..
Our toes..we swing them out...over..
Valleys..low rich earthen floor..so one..
Shadow..slowly grows..to know our..
Carefree...happy sun washed..faces..
beautifull imagery. beautifull lines. i enjoyed reading voted10 surya
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5/3/2024 5:57:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's a beautiful poem. Makes me feel like rrunning to the swing.