James McLain

Gold Star - 40,072 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

I Am That 'Child' In The Swing - Poem by James McLain

i am that 'child' in the swing,
knowing no better i sing.
i have no pockets,
my words are transparent.
and the world knows my face
like yours is blank,
so i swing.
i pull on the rope and i swing.
the rope it is long and strong.
each thing you have done,
my memory is long.
what you have done, was wrong.
i pull on the rope while i swing.
up at the top,
bound up tight
and your gagged and tethered.
so i pull on the rope and i sing.
i move it up, you move it down.
i pull on the rope just a little bit
harder each time.
i am that 'child' in the swing.
and hanging you down,
i have tied off
your foot.
i am that 'child' in your swing.

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  • (12/10/2009 12:55:00 PM)

    Ah! I am that 'child' too! but I am older than you!

    Here is my version,
    Like the girl guide I was trained to be! Always prepared


    Smiling at you,

    Negative Attention Seeking You (Warning! A Touch Erotic)

    ‘It worked a treat.’

    I understand you
    More than you do yourself.

    I’m older than you.
    You wanted my attention.
    You got it. Now!

    What ya gonna do about it, Punk?

    Face me, Man to Woman
    If you dare?

    I am your match
    Because, You Punk!
    Love me.

    As to your Ass?
    I know exactly what it looks like…

    I’ve been wiping it
    The past four years.

    I’m your perfect
    Mothering type…

    I always will be,
    Despite the tears.

    I feel alive today
    The first time in years.

    Thanks to your muse!

    Face to Face?

    What a silly thought
    To have crossed our space.

    Poets? Head to Head?
    Despite the view of your heaving chest

    I will beat you black and darkest
    Erotic blue.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 10, 2009

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