Slippery Rock ~ Rene 2009
higher
higher
giggles
stirring the air
stirring the air
like
ice cubes
in lemonade
in lemonade
outstretched
red mary janes
red mary janes
frantically
kicking clouds
farther
farther
kicking clouds
farther
farther
to destinations
in need of shower
curious hands
in need of shower
curious hands
gripping chains
tighter
tighter
eyes full of
eyes full of
daring
squinting
winking jokingly
into the sun
patches of freckles
winking jokingly
into the sun
patches of freckles
blooming
merrily along
"I'm singing about swinging!"
"I'm singing about flying!"
reaching altitude
amazing
pit of the stomach
dropping
feeling
eyes
closing
courageous heart
amazing
pit of the stomach
dropping
feeling
eyes
closing
courageous heart
pounding
anxious hands
pulling back
loosening grip
breaking free
letting go
anxious hands
pulling back
loosening grip
breaking free
letting go
leaping
soaring
smiling
touching down
landing
landing
laughing
"I'm alive!"
Peace ~ Rene
That's how my cousin broke her arm in grade school. She wasn't much for the landing.
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any landing you can live from, its a good one. smiles.
ReplyDeleteAh! The songs we sang while we swung!
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Pearl
Thanks guys, for reading and commenting on a re-run...a girl needs to take a break every now and then :)
ReplyDeletePearl, I think you and I would have been swingin' and singin' at the top of our lungs if we were neighbors growing up.
Casey, I thought about your cousin while putting this up and I figured she was OK now. I hope :)
Sharp eyed Brian even remembered the original title :)
Very nice, Rene! For me, it wasn't a re-run. I knew it was about swinging, but when I read the title, all I could think of was my daughter years ago performing gymnastics routines, and sticking the landing was sometimes the hardest part, and always the most anticipated. When are you going to compile your wonderful poetry into a book? Huh?
ReplyDeleteGinny, I'm working on it...there's just a lot of "housekeeping and tidying up" that has to be done first
ReplyDeleteBut you'll be one the first to know :)
Girls laugh, sing songs, and stick the landing. Guys throw footballs, dirt clods, and bean cans at each other and then bail out when supper's ready, often landing in a heap.
ReplyDeleteIts not the fall that hurts, its the sudden stop!
ReplyDelete"its ok, the ground broke my fall"
I sure remember the feeling of flying oh so well!
ReplyDeleteI've never been so good at the landing!
ReplyDeleteAh, the life of a swinger.
ReplyDeleteEr, this is the purest way to enjoy life. Makes me want to head to the nearest playground.
love it !
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