Hanging seat set in motion
By gravity, in flux
Sinusoidal devotion
In arcuate redux
.
We're beasts riding waves
That oscillate repetitively
Even our brainwaves
Alternate seductively
.
We hear to the beat of a drum
And see with orbits' reflections
Unknowingly sense the pendulum
To balance alternate directions
.
Analog creatures
Who reach for the digital
Own flesh-and-bone features
In lieu of the virtual
.
Simply symbolic
Is the thrust of a swing
With lovers quixotic
Who send what they bring
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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Comments (4)
Not me thinking about an entirely different meaning of swingers when I read your title 🤣 Your poem was so magical! You've really outdone yourself!
Recommended for anyone with a love for fantasy/sci-fi. Good poem!
Fabulous and love the flow!!! Loved this!!!
Very good. As usual, had to look up a couple of words here and I thank you for that in itself. Do always like to learn. I liked the rhythm of this one too. Who doesn't love a swing seat?