Swing

A poem about swinging, please read!

Swing

Round as a marble

In the center a hole taking after a doughnut

Feels like the gnarled skin of the old

Jump on it

Let it carry you

From side

To side

To Side

To Side

To Side

Throw back your head, shut your eyes

Feel as if you’re flying

Higher than high

Swing, swing, swing, from a tire swing

Author's Note

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Reviews

[HopelesslyDevoted]

oh weird i totally have the feeling that i have read this before. crazy poem! love it!

[sarah]

This is really interesting, interesting way of placing the words, it is really great!

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

The begining confused me alittle, but I had to keep the thought of a swing in my mind. Anyway, great job.