Girl on the SwingA Poem by MisfitpilkyI wrote this Freeverse poem as part of my BA Honors degree back in 2012 and since I have used it when teaching poetry analysis with my teen students.The girl on the swing, Her cherub smile beaming. Guardians entranced, Displayed before them, The epitome of innocence; Their creation. The girl on the swing, Free play is hers. Soaring through heaven, On backs of unicorns. She seeks realms of magic And rainbows to climb. The girl on the swing, Dancing in circles, Twisting and turning; giggles rise. Whirling above them, Brushing each golden leaf. The girl on the swing, With cycles; she follows the moon. Once again lost in wonders. Wonders of paths ahead. Fantasies of girlhood demised. The girl on the swing, Touched by the hand of Venus, Mars in motion beside her. Butterflies perform a delicate dance. Two souls intertwine. The girl on the swing, Covered in darkness. Burnt, red, rusting chains, Providing no comfort. Her banshee cries resounding, Betrayed by his venomous blood. The girl on the swing, Back in worlds of make believe: She's chasing dragons, Feeling fire on her breath. Tracks of black before her. Grasping euphoric heights. The girl on the swing, One last push; Her ultimate desire. Disillusioned, yet free now. She flies, forever unreachable Sitting on wings of a raven. © 2016 MisfitpilkyAuthor's Note
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Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5 StatsAuthorMisfitpilkyManchester, United KingdomAboutMy name is Clare, as of today I am 37 years old and still have no idea who I really am. I have four children, one husband and three kitties. Writing became a passion of mine at the age of around 1.. more..Writing
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