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Glider Poems - Poems about Glider


Premium Member the ghost glider
I watch the ghost glider She is lightly swinging in a methodical rhythm Could it be the wind? I look at the leaves on my honeysuckles None of them are moving Welcome, I say inside my head to the spirit child I hear a small thank you...

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Categories: glider, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Glider Rocker
I sought you out almost thirty years ago, not because I wanted a pretty piece of furniture~~ Oh, you were and still are quite attractive~~ but because I needed you. After I had back surgery for a badly ruptured disc, none of my chairs were comfortable enough for someone who would spend the next six months dragging her right leg...

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Categories: glider, happy, home,
Form: Free verse



A Glider
On the back porch is a glider; I can sit on it and glide. It’s just perfect for relaxing When I want to be outside. Don’t confuse it with a rocker, Though they both cause you to move, Since a rocking chair takes effort, Like it’s got something to prove But the glider keeps on going Once you’ve given it a start. There are those,...

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Categories: glider, home,
Form: Rhyme
Southern Icarus
Southern Icarus by Michael R. Burch Windborne, lover of heights, unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace you climb, skittish kite ... What do you know of the world’s despair, gliding in vast solitariness there so that all that remains is to fall? Only a little longer the wind invests its sighs; you stall spread-eagled as the canvas snaps and flaps its white rebellious wings, and all the houses...

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Categories: glider, adventure, america, angel, courage,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Mom Wanted the Red Glider
The green glider fell off the porch today Broken into huge pieces Destroyed by a large axe Tragic accident I guess said mother We kids snickered little bit Knowing she wanted red...

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Categories: glider, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Kimo



If Mama's Glider Could Talk
If Mama’s Glider Could Talk Cold days, hot days, in between days, The red glider rocked on the gingerbread porch; Where Mama shucked beans, or mended seams, And visited with comers all. She was quiet, my Mama was And would never repeat a tale, Kept her opinions to herself, And rocked the red glider well. There was Dickie, the paper boy, He told her of...

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Categories: glider, imagery, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Glider
A gentle glide high above Nothing to hear Except the flow of air over my wings I looked for you far below A sweet delight to fly... in such light I carried you high, in my heart In to the light In to the blue sky Such blessed silence over my wings Wind rush Suns's...

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Categories: glider, happiness, imagination, life, nature,
Form: Ballad

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