Swinging Poems - Poems about Swinging

Swinging facing away from the brightest yellow sunset. Fondly recalling all of the kind and friendly people I've met. Basking in a newfound freedom, jumping off the swing set....

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There’s no one in the playground When I walk at break of day. The jungle gyms are empty Since no climbing’s underway. The slides and swings are waiting For the toddlers and the tots Who, with nannies, moms or dads Will later come to claim their spots. And yet this morning, I observed A woman swinging high, Her legs a‘pumping with the force To take her...

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The swinging ghost was giggling into the wind October magic gave her a heart leap and grin. This is the coolest air, and the best weather! Overjoyed to be swinging; her name was Heather....

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Singing out my heart, Waiting for a brand new start, Swinging in the dark....

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What is the neon mauve moon without trails of twinkling twilight stars that swing in skies? Perhaps, memories are just fluorescent leaves that sing in lifeline-ink of the past, stained with pearl- pastels of present seconds, pulsating heartbeats without 'You and I'....

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How's your day, swinging from the trees? Mine's an absolute winner, a ten outta ten? They're coming along more often lately Is it just that I'm no longer aware? One day just runs into another Perhaps my age has a lot to do with it Not aware as I used to be Guess my engine is running out of gas The way I...

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There is a sky swinging duck in the sky, in the sky. He is pumping his feet bye and bye, bye and bye. I see him up there, oh so high, oh, so high! The altitude makes my eyes cry, cry, cry, cry. How did the swinging duck get up there so high? See him way way way up there,...

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I’m upset with smug Peter Pig Who’d promised we could dance a jig But spies my bent trotter Gets nasty - the rotter I call him an ignorant prig! I’ve got a disability But nothing will ever stop me I’m a feisty young sow So I'll never kowtow Swing dancing makes me so happy How quickly I'd learned how to dance - Six lessons from my...

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Where is she? I whispered. She is magical, no telling where. Her parents pointed to the ceiling. I went to the roof. Saw the stars. She is higher than that, her brother told me. She has gone to the heavens. She is up there swinging now. I was surprised he was okay with this. But she had suffered for a long time. She is swinging...

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Swinging We’re but a leaf Swinging by a breath in the breeze At the edge Taking a leap The faith in the flame Clinging to hope Without the grasp of hold Molded clay One with the earth Marckincia Jean Free Verse 07/02/2021...

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I watched my TV and I laughed The boxing was really quite daft They kept social distance No punch met resistance But one caught a cold from the draught...

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The big gate swings both ways. Ponderous and slow, with Children hanging from it. High enough at posts end For kids to scramble under, Entering the farmer’s field Where brown and white cows graze lazily among yellow-bright dandelions impervious to their dwindling hours. They perch near the post, Dragging one foot across the ground, Feeling resistance as they swing across The...

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Once, a fellow was swinging on a swing Which was elfin when comparing Then the swing splintered He fell and and fractured his head And shrilled along with a loud ping...

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stopped along the road to synthesize a poem a feathery mimosa honeysuckle vine entwined my mind with its scent the sweetened sapling of youth ...

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CHILDHOOD SWINGING BY An empty swing sits there in my backyard, Reminding of those sweet old childhood days, When we used to take turns to swing so hard, When we touched the sky with our toes upraise, Reminding of those sweet old childhood days, See the footprints that lead up to the swing, When we touched the sky with our toes upraise, We...

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