Joy on the upswing

Happiness on the backswing

Hair trailing in the sand

As I leaned back to gain


arching to the sky

Rope thick and scratchy

Wood seat smoothed to a sheen ~

Childhood summersscreen-shot-2011-08-04-at-10-52-05-am

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  1. I could visualize this and was there with you my friend…

  2. I love this – it took me back to my childhood!
    Diana xo

  3. My swing hung from one of the few strong willow branches that was hidden under the full cover of the other branches. Lovely.

    • ah, a private place–nothing better when you are young than to have a place of your own

  4. Yes! I was right there on that swing.

  5. Oh, that wonderful summer feeling. I love your poem!

    • lovely memory–I spent a lot of time on that old swing hung on a strong high branch

  6. LouAnn what perfect capture. Absolute essence of youth

  7. I can see it….you painted a perfect memory with words.

  8. Duuuuuuude I’m really liking this one…love the imagery with your hair and the backswing.

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