Poetry by Tim Windisch

Swing the tire


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Swing the tire

Swing the tire

When the tension mounts, had

about all I can take, hit those nice flat cliffs down by the lake

Swing the tire from the high

branch on that old Willow on the shore pray the rope don’t break

I don’t know the last time I

was there, seems there’s never enough time to spare

Swing the tire even if you’re

miles away don’t delay cause you owe yourself some better care

Is there a problem with your

population, down one feeling a mood drop deflation

Swing the tire and see

yourself flying high atop the nation

Sometimes you got to go back

and share, that place where there’s nary a care

Swing the tire, feel the warm

air gliding across your face and you’re already there

Swing the tire

Tim Windisch

12/21/2023

 

 

 

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