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The swing a salvation
Flying high
Over grass and leaves and swamp
Seeing birds perched on cattails
Freedom sitting on an old wood plank
Grasping worn rope lengths secured
Wishing you could join the birds in flight
Away from all troubles
Swinging was closeness achieved.
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Poetics: Young and Green
This took me back, I always loved hitting the high point, I always felt I was in the clouds, and as you say, to see the birds.
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Red winged blackbirds and Baltimore Orioles my favorites
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so nicee! A wonderful memory!
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Lovely
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Wonderful first line! I remember that feeling well — the escape, the freedom, “a salvation” — I love the details you paint the scene with to achieve the “closeness” of nature, the wish for flight. So lovely, Cheryl.
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Thank you very much!
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My pleasure, Cheryl. Thank you for joining in the prompt! 💜
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Thanks for hosting☺️
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