I ran from you and hid
My heart had closed its door
I didn’t love you anymore
In truth I probably did
But that feeling I’d ignore
I returned to my past
To beloved playground swing
Where I first heard love sing
And my heart pounded fast
I soared on eagle’s wing
Synchronized flight
With the girl next to me
Oh–sweet and shy Becky
Conversation was light
It was the best place to be
Watching my feet kick the sky
Sneaking glances her way
Memorizing this day
So that same night I could try
To rewind the tape and press play
But this time the swing was unoccupied
And the playground had changed
I thought I was deranged
A seesaw born where jungle gym died
There you sat all pleasantly arranged
I sat across to make one two
You ascended to a new height
My heart too heavy to make this right
I can’t get over you
Do you have any insight?
mattspotentialpoetry
Sep 16, 2011 @ 16:36:33
This was fantastical, really loved this groovy piece- your blog just continues to impress me ever since I subscribed! Peace.
wordcoaster
Sep 16, 2011 @ 16:49:34
Thanks! That’s an uber-compliment–I’m so glad you’re enjoying what you’re reading 🙂
brian
Sep 16, 2011 @ 18:05:23
a playful lyric about a painful topic…i like that contrast as a whole…this you could cut afew of the ‘i’s and condense your flow a bit….
wordcoaster
Sep 16, 2011 @ 20:24:28
Thanks–I wrote this a while ago and haven’t been back to edit it, so I totally agree that the flow is awkward. I’ll see what I can do to fix that 🙂
Poetry Pastiche
Sep 16, 2011 @ 18:27:47
This is my favorite part:
“I ran from you and hid
My heart had closed its door
I didn’t love you anymore
In truth I probably did”
wordcoaster
Sep 16, 2011 @ 20:25:26
Thanks! Feelings are so tricky, aren’t they? 🙂
David King
Sep 17, 2011 @ 04:41:59
I’m not sure why,- except the obvious: the subject matter, but there’s more to it than that – but your poem reminded me of Jean-Honoré Fragonard’s painting of The Girl on the Swing. At any rate, I thought it that good.
wordcoaster
Sep 17, 2011 @ 09:31:16
Whoa, I love that! I had never seen the painting, but my poem does have a lot of similarities–the swing, the dueling love interests, the secrecy of it all, and perhaps a bit of cupid’s whimsy. Thanks so much!
Adam
Oct 03, 2011 @ 08:00:10
“A seesaw born where jungle gym died”. Fun word play, I really like this poem 🙂
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:20:40
Thanks! Glad you had fun on my word playground–swing by any time 🙂
Kay Salady
Oct 03, 2011 @ 09:25:26
So carefree and romantic! xoXox
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:22:32
Thanks! I am an incurable romantic, as most poets are 🙂
Kellie Elmore
Oct 03, 2011 @ 10:07:30
I just found a new favorite! ♥ Love the innocence!
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:23:23
Aw, yay! I’m so glad 😀
charlesmashburn
Oct 03, 2011 @ 10:18:52
Oh, the ones we let slip away. Very nice write!
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:27:09
Oh lamentable indeed–but there’s still time 🙂 A four part poem? How…not sure what the right word is, but it’s something along the lines of awesome.
cj Schlottman
Oct 03, 2011 @ 11:31:14
This poem is very lyrical and visual. I could see your legs kicking the sky! Very nice.
Namaste……….cj
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:28:59
Thank you! Glad the words were potent enough to form pictures 🙂
Shashi (@VerseEveryDay)
Oct 03, 2011 @ 14:13:44
It took me to my childhood… like you said…
‘Watching my feet kick the sky
Sneaking glances her way
Memorizing this day
So that same night I could try’
Its really very beautiful…
Thanks for sharing at Poetry Picnic WK 7… I look forward to reading more from you in our next week theme “Friends, relationships and everyone around”…
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/10/whispers-love-and-loss-butterfly.html
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:37:46
Thanks Shashi–I’m happy to share nostalgia with others. Thanks so much for hosting and I look forward to reading what you have in store next week. 🙂
Morning
Oct 03, 2011 @ 15:47:27
visual, romantic, and moving words.
perfect love piece.
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:38:24
Oh, thanks–you’re too kind 😀
The Noiseless Cuckooclock
Oct 03, 2011 @ 20:20:21
amazing.
sad memories, well delivered.
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:43:08
Thanks! There is sadness in this poem, but only joy when I read your comment 🙂
Sarah Johnston
Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:35:03
I very much like this poem and the word play it is a sea saw effect and so well done thanks for sharing
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/03/memories-and-photographs-of-you/
wordcoaster
Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:52:31
Thanks! Glad it was to your liking! Thanks for sharing your poem as well–what wonderful memories 🙂
Jeanie McBain
Oct 04, 2011 @ 03:14:27
Well done, I enjoyed reading this poem very much 🙂
wordcoaster
Oct 04, 2011 @ 03:21:09
Thanks! I’m so glad 🙂 Hope you’ll keep coming back, you always brighten my day!
The Gooseberry Garden of Jingle Poetry
Dec 06, 2011 @ 23:48:52
How is your day?
Time flies, appreciated your handsome inputs to our poetry picnic.
Share a poem today.
Bless you.
Happy December,
Enjoy A Wonderful Wednesday Ahead.
xoxox
wordcoaster
Dec 07, 2011 @ 11:28:58
My day is going wonderfully, and I’ll be sure to share a poem when I get the chance, thanks! 🙂