silver chains

this is the result of boredom and coffee

the silver chains are squealing
squealing helpless in the rain,
left untouched for seven years
left to rot in pain.
a touch of simple laughter
would be welcomed by the swings,
welcomed as a means to drown
the drone of passing planes.
the tall grass is inviting
and just barely out of reach,
of half a decade's fruitless grasping
oh, the swings would want to teach.
motionless and seeming sly,
they've been content to watch the sky,
although through with asking why,
they won't accept this fate.
and forever after patiently
the silver chains will wait,
to be weighted down by children
children pure and free of hate

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... well ... cheers to boredom and coffee ... this was a big surprise ... what an enchanting subject to write about ... and what a moving rendition ... "children pure and free of hate" is unforgettable ... "a touch of simple laughter" and "of half a decade's fruitless gasping" ... are excellent lines ... all in all ... beautifully composed and rendered ... :) ...