Haiga Archive
Search results: swing
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Lidia Rozmus
28 January 2013on the swing
my laughter higher
and higher -
Dorota Pyra
17 January 2011between the blue and white…
between the white and blue…
bitter windmiędzy błękitem i bielą…
między bielą i błękitem…
przenikliwy wiatr -
Urszula Wielanowska
29 October 2010cold blast
creaking in the garden
an empty swing -
Ron C. Moss
24 August 2010toes in warm sand and scuffing the sky
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Marjorie Buettner
22 March 2010first snow…
the many ways
you said goodbye -
Allison Millcock
18 September 2009My friend and I explore the playground at the end of my street. The old equipment has suddenly become punctuated by strange bright contraptions. We take turns to climb inside a mounted tractor tyre while the other spins it around. Then swing in and out on a large, rotating kite. But we still end up on old favorites. We scramble over monkey bars, turn dizzy on the merry-go-round and scream down the highest slide…
white cockatoos
crown the pine trees….
summer nutsParking my car years later in front of the old playground.
I stare out across an ocean of neatly mown grass with one small island of equipment.broken nest
the peanut package warns
it might contain nuts
