Feet off the ground,
dangling down
Clinging to ropes,
that do not bind
A wood plank seat,
my captain’s chair

Nothing but air,
back and forth sway
Wind in my hair,
breeze in my face
Toes to the sky,
heavenly ride

– – –

Photo: Tree Swing in Indiana, c.b.w. 2014
Words: c.b.w. 2014


10 thoughts on “Sway

  1. Beautiful image and beautiful words! My in-laws had a great, old-fashioned tire swing out at their place that came down this spring when a big storm took out the branch that it was on. 😦 I’m hoping they can find a new home for it. My kids are generally too old for swings – but not that one! There’s something about an old-fashioned swing. πŸ™‚


    • There was a great tire swing at a park near my Dad’s for a long time, but it met the same fate as your beloved swing. They never found a new home for it and I always keep wishing they will.


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