Swishing Poems - Poems about Swishing

Dark, sexy, ebony eyes that light up, sparkle and twinkle. Tender lips, as tempting as red, sensuous, burgundy wine. On your handsome face, not even one, creeping, aging wrinkle. Wish I could grow all over you, like a fresh, climbing, Spring vine. In star-dusted dreams, we ate, danced and so merrily mingled. Till the morning’s light, found us, intertwined, in...

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Hissing cars Swishing trucks Rumbling bikes Life is a highway Really? Combusting cylinders Pumping pistons Turning crankshaft Spinning flywheel Engaging transmission Motoring drive Tranferring power Rolling tires Hissing Swishing Rumbling Crash and burn Life goes on...

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Let us have a swapping party I’m not placing any bets; This could be so eco-friendly Money saved and no regrets! We can try a bit of swishing Let us have a swapping party Unlike shopping no guilt feeling Choices range from prude to tarty. One more chance we give to clothing It’s recycling at its best Let us have a swapping party Put emotions to...

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Leaves fell like confetti, upon an autumn bride Swirling in their multitudes, across the countryside. Along the path I walked they lay, some were ankle deep I took such childish pleasure, as I swished them with my feet. The wind was fairly blowing, branches nearly bare I pulled my collar around my ears, a chill was in the air....

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On the bleak street not a blade of grass, only dust from the lorries, the cement mixers. A year later I see a bud appearing, by Autumn this one golden blade has grown tall. The sound of a swishing oat seed cheers me up in grubby flatland....

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... in the rhythmic swishing of the ebb tide hesitantly leaving the sandy shoal, ...

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