Playground Swings – a poem
silence
a child’s cry
they both call me to this place of familiarity
at different times
I think it’s
the security of a soft landing
the comfort of children playing
the simplicity of just saying
or
or it’s the lonely poeticness of a playground when it’s empty,
the cold, quiet paradox of a place like this in silence.
and something about the way
I can always smile here
thinking out loud on playground swings,
these creaking chains are the only ones that will ever set me free,
and yet still I’m trapped,
torn back down to earth
by the limits of my wings,
I want to fly higher
and I will
never quite knowing
stomach lurching
you will catch me when I’m falling
right?
Hood up
pulled over my face like a shadow
legs stretched to the sky
lips and mind searching for the ‘why’
in everything
my fingers are getting cold
kinda slipping
letting go
I’ve been here too long
nostalgia
memories burn holes
in your pocket
matches set fire to the past
then watch as flames destroy souls
and poetry is composed
and the future is all they leave us
covered in ash
so close and yet so far away
the wind blows in my face
just reminding me of its power
I rise and fall like the waves
and I can do nothing
yet I still strike out for the shore
and swim
but sometimes I am torn between
the devil and the deep blue sea
and sometimes
the mystery of the horizon
is too beautiful
and I fill the ocean with my tears
whilst the tide takes me
and I have to decide whether to fight
or to let go.
but I am stronger
I am stronger
than anyone knows
and I will sing a song
my song
and people will hear me
and they will lean over the fence and listen
and I will be a child on a playground swing again
This poem is gorgeousss ❤ I love the style.
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Aw, thank you ❤️
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This is absolutely beautiful ❤️
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Thank you so much ❤️
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I love this!!
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Thank you 😊
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Wow, that poem was lovely! Your pictures are always so aesthetic. 🙂
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Aw, thank you, lovely 🙂 and the photos are all down to my sister – can’t take the credit, I’m afraid xx
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Cool,It’s awesome great photo’s your blof is awesome i’m glad i’m a follower!
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Aw, thanks! Xx
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I love this so much omgg 😍😍 Beautiful poem, and this is such an aesthetic post! 😊
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Tysm, my friend 😊 xxxxx
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On Gracie what an amazing poem it’s really one of your best. Such feelings have been bought to the surface.To think from a playground swing.The photos that are with the poem are incredible.Funny how a swing can take you back to when you were younger there is nothing quite like it for having fun..Well done xxxxx
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Thank you so much, Nan! I know right?! Swings are the best xxxx
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Oh. My. God. Wow just wow. I’m profoundly speechless. Just know that this was buatyful. just beautiful.
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Awww, that’s so kind of you. Thank you 🙂 I haven’t seen you around here before…off to check your blog out now xxx
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Hope you enjoyed. XXX
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I did! 🙂 Xxx
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Omg really? So I have a proposition for you. Because of the whole blind thing I’m not the best at haveing a design for my blog. So i’m wondering if you’d be able to help? It doesn’t have to be anything extravagant I promise. If you’re enterested you can message me at jaderainbow9@gmail.com Thanks for reading again.
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100%! Well, I’m not the best at design, that’s for sure, but I’ve picked up in a few things in my years of blogging and I could definitely have a go for you?! I’ll email you xx
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Please do. I have some idea of what I’d want.
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I emailed you xx
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Again thanks for doing this for me!!!
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My pleasure!
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I replied!!!
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Gracie, this is sooo beautiful!!! I love how the poem and the photographs all come together. Never stop writing! ❤
~Arunima
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Awww, that’s so sweet of you. Thank you, Arunima ❤️ I won’t, and neither should you xx
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These poems and the photos are so nice! xx
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Thank you 🙂 glad you enjoyed xx
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This is such a beautiful poem, Gracie! The pictures are so cool too, I loved the whole thing. xo
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Thank you, Emily! 🙂 Xx
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Very beautiful verses
And lovely pics
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Thank you!
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Amazing poem ^-^ Loved reading it – I love the soul in it, makes me think of a John Mayer song. Tell your sister she did a great job with the photos!
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Awww, thank you, lovely xxx I told her 🙂
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Absolutely loving all the pics. Great job Irys! Lovely poetry as always Gracie. I still love going on the swings given half a chance!!! Lots of love to all xxx
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Thank you!! Swings are the best, but mum says they make her feel sick
xxx
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Yay, yet another masterpiece.
You keep coming up with them, don’t you?
Have you ever used a dictator to aid your writing?
I might start using one, I often find I lose track of certain points I wanted to make within my writing.
The chain of an anchor not unlike the chain of a swing will give you freedom.
Though mark and claim I, perhaps for different, stand both reasons.
And if that makes sense, well then who’s to blame?
The playground can be such a good life metaphor.
By the way, Keith is going to start a blog page, with my assistance over Burn’s night, so hopefully, we can publicly enjoy his works!
Take care, Gracie girl.
Thomas!……
Tom…
Better.
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Thank you. No, I haven’t, but I sounds like an interesting idea.
Yessss, you’re right, the chain of an anchor works exactly the same way – the freedom of being at sea and yet the security and steadiness of anchorage! Exactly what I was going for in the swing metaphor 🙂
Oh cool!
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It might work well, I intend to do it more often.
Is there a good programme that can translate speech to text.
Of course, I’m right, I know YOU!!
It works well, and you put it to it’s best use.
You’ll be sure to follow…
… won’t you, Gracie!
I just posted a “Brexit” review written by Keith.
Tell me what you think of it.
Be, graceful girl.
Tom.
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Yeah, sounds cool. I like to write things down, personally, I can express myself so much easier that way – rather than speaking.
I actually have an anchor chain necklace around my neck that I never take off and it kinda symbolises a similar thing – freedom, yet security plus my love of sailing of course.
I’ll check it out for sure 🙂
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I suppose I use both, to an extent.
Of course it does, you and I think with similarity, I think.
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Both are really beautiful, thank you for sharing with others!
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Thank you for reading!
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Thank you for sharing and for being open!
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Love love love these words….very beautifully written 😊 (and amazing pictures!! 😍)
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Aww, thank you so much 😊 that’s really kind of you xx
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GURL you’re so great at poetry! I can’t even write a verse without saying ABC it’s easy as 123 and that’s all the poet in me. 😂 Love how the pictures match along and ahh you’re so talented ❤️
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Aww, thanks! And haha, you are a great writer though 😁😊 thank youuu ❤️
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Beautiful……
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Thank you so much!
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