Best Seesaw Poems
His
shadow
chasing hers
under the stars
mirrored on the glass
of their frosted window.
Dim lights off , window opens
Hid are all their seesaw movements
Oh ,at last ! that awkward view now gone
But what I cannot see, I can still hear.
A light etheree ~ Just for the fun of it : )
The war has begun,
The triggermen deliver,
There are lead changes.
two women on a seesaw laughing their happy heads off
Like male praying mantises, except they did not scoff
wearing dresses and high heels which was absurd
Their husbands Phil and Lee walked by, without saying a word
Pretending they do not know their wives imbibe during the day
Something hard to not realize if you are looking their way
They were arguing now about whose seesaw was the best.
They were both on the same one, so it was no real test.
Let’s go to a ballgame, suggested Phil to his friend Lee.
They had no argument from their Gladys or Sammy.
Arguing now about whether the seesaw was blue or red.
Let’s stop by and pick up my favorite cousin, Fred.
When I was a lithe young lad at the age of three
This chunky lad on a seesaw launched me into a tree
Yelled out for help
As a branch I felt
Entering an orifice that the sun don't see
falling falling falling
landing in the water in the middle
however i do not want to drown
stalling stalling stalling
bubbles release my pain just a little
however i wear no frown
brawling brawling brawling
a certain part of my throat has a small tickle
however i do not feel all down
calling calling calling
i am nowhere near being civil
with you i want to go to town
walking walking walking
here we go again loving in many a riddle
yet and still we stay around
sometimes i am leaving
other times i am arriving
somewhere in between i am comfortably confused
for some reason i love being in this particular zone
i can deal with you best this way here
just for that seashore smile....i never want anything to change
it is safer here....until the inevitable alarm goes off
then the work gets harder via the multifarious, emotive levels of effect
guessing games are like russian roulette to the mind at times
we play it everyday though....just for some sort of sane comfort....
I see you,
In everything I see.
I saw you,
In everything I saw.
You see,
I see.
You saw,
I saw.
There's no reason,
to deny,
What we've seen,
Or what we saw.
by turns,
going up
and down,
lacking
precise equilibrium;
life is...
but a seesaw.
sometimes
we rise.
sometimes
we fall.
when
you find yourself
squatting
on the down end,
never mind
the brooding gray clouds
hovering
overhead.
do not
disembark.
do not
count yourself out.
because...
come afternoon,
sunshine
will peak through it.
you're down,
though not for long!
so, sit tight
on that seesaw,
which will
inevitably rise...
up, up, up!
and when your feet
f i n a l l y
lifts off the ground,
release
white elephants
within
to the welcoming wind.
shake off
any encumberance
on your shoulder.
outstretch
your arms
as though
you're about to fly.
taste the air
with your tongue.
taste the newfound freedom
taste life
itself.
Cont'd from Seesaw into Space: Part 1
Round the Sun I catapulted
and away from it I sped.
Then I saw another planet.
Mars! I thought — the one that's red.
Mars was crisscrossed by long channels.
On each pole was a plateau.
And I wondered if some creatures
might have lived here long ago.
After Mars I flew with caution
past the belt of asteroids.
These were rocks of different sizes
that an astronaut avoids.
Coming up were outer planets.
Jupiter was first in line.
It was huge: all gas and liquid —
like a murky, swirling brine.
It had many moons around it
and seemed very, very hot.
What I couldn't help but notice
was its red gigantic spot.
After Jupiter came Saturn.
There I saw amazing things:
Clinging to this giant planet,
were enormous rocky rings.
Then came Uranus and Neptune:
both were very large and green.
From this far the Sun looked smaller:
like a yellow jellybean.
In the end I swung by Pluto —
a dwarf planet under ice.
It was cold and dark and lonely —
not a place that I’d call nice.
It was time to start the journey
back to Earth where life is good.
How I missed my favorite planet!
This was what I understood.
Even though the other planets
are so interesting to see,
There is nothing living on them
while the Earth is home to me.
As I landed on the seesaw,
I said, "Jessica, my friend,
Can you beat that jump, I wonder?"
She replied: "I can't." The end.
His seesaw
Unjust
Asymmetrical
Rocky terrain
Never level
Inequitable
Divergent existence
In his kingdom
He holds all
The power
Reigning over her
Exerting his
Diabolical supremacy
To tighten the chains
Around this slave
Even tighter to ensure
That he always keeps
Her blind to his deception
With intense
Prodigality
She showered him
With so much
Adoration and love
While she's neglected
Starving for even
The slightest hint
Of devotion for her
The embodiment
Of loneliness she
Desperately hungers
For the nourishment
That will ensure
Her survival
Through the years
Her star lost it's
Luminous shine
Hope took a bow
Departing forever
Vitality depleted
She gave so much
Of herself to him
But, despite the
Sweet, tender
Gestures that she
Did for him
He only flouted
Her futile attempts
To please him
Sweet gestures
Long aborted
Went unnoticed
For quite some time
But, eventually
He sensed her
Absence from
His empty life
It haunting him
No other
Feminine spirit
Was quite like her
No one again ever
Had the dedication
Or love for him
That she possessed
Now he knew how
Much she was worth
To him so he decided
To search for the
Love he abandoned
With such indifference
One eerie chilly
Winter night
He heard the wailing
Of the banshees
He followed the
Loud screeching
That roamed
In the night
Ending up at
A playground
In a park he
Once took her to
For a moment
He heard the
Sound of her voice
Feeling overjoyed
He ran towards
Those angelic sounds
Until he found her
Then let out screams
At the sight of her
Frail & withered body
Hanging from the
Seesaw he used
To lobotomize her
Causing her to die
As she lived
As his zombie
Dreams,desires,bitter so sweet
An adolescent trail trodden,
Engulfed by moods,melancholy and sudden;
Aches from a first love leaving,
Painful ye poignant;
Novel experience sadden,then abates
Then will gladden
As mellowed..anticipation awaits.
Like the sound of ocean in a seashell
My ears ring of the love for the ocean
With land, river, lake unable to quell
The ache for sea, woven within finespun.
The sound of waves that break and surge up shore
Washes the stain and stench of inland slime
From the mind and body, right to the core
Purifying, cleansing like bells dawn chime.
Heralding last hour, all gone and dusted,
Flushing away the past's stain, taint and scour.
New dawn born each hour, freshened and flustered.
Time with the sea renews, like chimes on hour.
The sound of sea in sync with my being
Sustains love with chants and seesaw seeing.
I got a friend, yeah she cool
She a friend most people call crazy, but I like her the way she is
She can take a hit
throw a punch
She corrects me when I get out of line
yeah she cool
But what about the times when she talked about me?
Or called me out my name?
Or when she let my name be dragged through the dirt
Was she so cool then?
Maybe so, I really don't know
But through it all she showed me that I could take my own hits
And throw my own punches
Cause our friendship was like a seesaw
tilting up and down until she jumps off and BOOM!!
I'm left there crying and hurt
While she laughs cause i'm on the ground
But instead of kicking more dirt on me, she lifts me
up and brushes my clothes off
"I was playing", she says, "You know I got your back."
And she smiles and says come on, and I run after her because I believe her
nobody in the world is here
only me and the crashing waves
i have no thoughts
i have no stress
only me and the crashing waves
i stay faithful to my Sweets
i pray for Her to get well soon
i wish that She could have come with me
however, she needs to rest
i then pray for a friend of mine who chose outside steps
i pray for the life that he did not intend to create
however, she is here now, Healthy and Blessed
he is crying tears of regret and joy beside me
i leave the crashing waves to him
he needs the vibe more than i do
Momma, God Rest Her Beautiful Soul, taught me not to be selfish
i think i will go back to the direct oceanfront condo
i need the check on my Sweets
Have you ever seen a seesaw?
Do you like to ride it high?
Can you bounce and push so quickly
that you almost start to fly?
I would like to tell a story
all about a seesaw race.
'Twas no ordinary seesaw
for it launched me into space…
My friend Jessica decided:
"We are astronauts, you know.
And this seesaw is a spaceship.
Let us see where we can go."
I pushed off and started soaring,
but she said: "You call that flight?!"
So she heaved and headed upwards
going fast with all her might.
"That is kids' stuff," came my challenge,
as I sprang into the air.
But she screamed: "I can do better!
Watch me jump and then compare."
So it went until I noticed
that I was not coming down.
I saw Jessica below me
as I flew above our town.
Then I rose above my country.
Next I saw the continent.
I beheld the Earth — our planet.
Oh! It was magnificent!
Very soon the Earth was tiny:
just a distant bluish sphere.
When I spied the planet Venus,
I decided to come near.
What I saw was clouds and darkness.
It looked poisonous and hot.
Venus was a pressure-cooker.
Fit for living it was not.
Then I left it far behind me,
moving closer to the Sun.
Soon appeared another planet.
And I'll bet you know which one.
It was Mercury — the smallest
of the inner planet group.
To observe its barren surface
round it I performed a loop.
I saw empty cratered highlands,
and the Sun loomed large and wide.
But I had to move on further
and continued with my ride.
I was getting hot and bothered,
for the Sun was right next door.
I could see its burning gases:
as they blazed, they seemed to roar.
It was big. It was enormous —
full of energy and light.
All the planets spun around it.
Yes, the Sun was quite a sight!
Cont'd in Seesaw into Space: Part 2