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March 6th, 2012 | 535 Entries

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535 Entries for “swing”

  1. The red swing. Danielle, Lauren, Abbey and I used to swing on at their house. all at the same time:) wish i could go back to that time for just a little while. i miss it. and them. so much. Love you guys!

  2. swing life away…such a song will be in my memory forever. from sitting on the porch and hearing the stoners sing it over bottles of cheap vodka to the cheap vodka on his breath when he would sing it to you.

    by Gia on 03.06.2012
  3. They’ll sing some swing to give the song-thing a little ring.

  4. A swing in something that you grow up on. When you remember the wind on your face when you were just a kid without a care in the world. A swing is when you tried to go so high that you just wanted to be able to look up and see the clouds before the seat could jump and you would start to feel frantic. A swing is a memory.

  5. Swinging on a swing set. Swing dancing. It’s such a beautiful dance. I dont know how people do it. its such fast movement. i’d be afraid someone would drop me. or i’d trip over my own feet.

    i once fell off a swing set. i would do the thing where i would let the swing get as high as it would go, and then i decided to jump off. really i didnt jump, i fell.

    by Laura on 03.06.2012
  6. Swing so high and so low. See clouds swirl above your head and pan to the ground below. You said i was an angel, but we knew that it was a lie. We were two kids swinging but not knowing why. I remember

    by Talie Geiger on 03.06.2012
  7. Swings were fun as a child. Flying higher then you thought possible. They were magical, like everything else as a child. On the playground were there we’re kids laughing below you, and it was like magic.

    by Kenzie on 03.06.2012
  8. sweet summer time activities done in the in balmy evenings. swing high, swing low, always for the stars. always for the moon, edging its way into the sky.

    by zoe on 03.06.2012
  9. iSwing.

    by jj on 03.06.2012
  10. I used to love to swing. I would go to the park with my brother and we would swing so high – we knew how to pump and we would see who get the highest the fastest. I felt as if I were flying. At some point after my baby was born, I discovered that I couldn’t swing like that anymore. I would get nauseous from the swinging motion. How disappointed I was to discover that!

  11. The day finally came to go to the park with him. But he isn’t here. It figures, it just figures! I guess I’ll just go over to the swingset then, so this trip isn’t a waste.

    by Harmony on 03.06.2012
  12. I feel like I’m on one. One minute i want to do this, next minute I’ve changed my mind. its driving me crazy.

    by Jazz on 03.06.2012
  13. Like a piece of spit upon a whirling mouth, Like the ideas of an ad campaign in certain doom, like a man who sleeps around, like an “s” and a wing.

    by Will Vincent on 03.06.2012
  14. My favorite thing about the park ever since I was little was the swings. I love the feeling of just swinging back and forth. It’s hard to explain. It relaxes me, you know? I just feel care and stress free for a brief moment.

    by on 03.06.2012
  15. The best thing on the playground! My childhood in a rope and block of wood, the very best feeling. The closest I will ever get to flying. And soothing-the oscillation at first wild and energetic, and then calm and even.
    I could do this forever.

    by Mikyla Hindson on 03.06.2012
  16. swing me round, right round
    til i am found
    please don’t make a sound
    take me right down to the ground
    bound to the light of the crowned
    jewel city, it reallly is a pity.

    by J.A. on 03.06.2012
  17. I used to love to swing when I was a little girl. I would go out into the back yard after school and kick out my feet and pull them back, swinging higher and higher…head back to warm my face against the autumn sun.

    by Kristina Gould on 03.06.2012
  18. Would you like to swing on a star?
    I think swinging into that kiddie pool with Tracy is just about my best childhood memory ever. That and the “Nestea Plunge”.
    I’ve never been much of a swinger, always more of a one guy kinda girl myself. Never a player.

    by cyndi on 03.06.2012
  19. air breeze. hair all over your face. dancing. children playing. drinking in a party with friends until the morning. not remembering anything. playing in the playground.

    by Leslie on 03.06.2012
  20. It gave me one more twist…that was as tight as it would go. I lifted my toes from the ground and let it happen. The swing spun me fast enough to force my eyes closed…but not enough to force you out of my thoughts.

  21. In the single moment when thirty seconds evolve into a whole minute, Jason counted each of his breaths in the back of mind as he grasped the rope. He could feel the thick material stitch against his gloves, and pressed his knees together like Bruce had told him. Suddenly he was more than hundred feet over Gotham, lost in the unexpected rush of adrenaline and quickening pounding in his chest.

    by KitKit on 03.06.2012
  22. The swing was made of heavy wood. There was a rumour in town that the daughter of a wealthy tycoon died after the swing hit her in the back of the head. This is not true. In reality, she only became comatose. It was her father that killed her. With a pillow.

  23. i was sitting on that red porch swing when all of a sudden my mother comes running through the front door. myself being deaf, I did not hear her shriek of agony.

    by Ashley on 03.06.2012
  24. “Swing swing from the tangles of my heart was crushed by a former love.” I used to jam out to the All American Rejects with my brother. I don’t think her ever really liked the song, but just let me sing my heart out, being the the great big brother that he is.

    by Chelsea on 03.06.2012
  25. i always like flying through the air after i hop onto the playground, but you see, nowadays my ass is just too big for the seat, and my joints are not too happy with the jumping. But the part where I hit the top of the arch still feels like flying abd brings back everything that once was

    by katie on 03.06.2012
  26. Ronald swing his fist and punched David in the face. “How dare you?!” He screamed. Davide spat out blood at looked at ROnald with a strange look in his eye. “You will regret that” He said before lunging at Ronald fist bearing

    by Carolina Carrasco on 03.06.2012
  27. I had this swing out of my grandparent’s house. It was the most amazing thing in the world to me as a kid. It began as a tire swing, but after a couple years the tire dry-rotted and fell away. What was left was a small loop in the rope, big enough to fit a small board, which was big enough to fit my bottom. I loved that swing, nothing could erase it from my memory. It’s where I went to be free and fly through the air, safely, and as every kid should be able to do.

    by Chelsea on 03.06.2012
  28. He swung. he swung on that swing like no other before him. On that swing, they called him the playground king. A force beyond reckoning. This boy, he was a king, a king on that swing. And they all knew it.

    by nick strong on 03.06.2012
  29. When I was little I remember swinging on my swing set and telling my mom that I knew how to push and pull with my legs to get myself going. When I was older in grade school we would have two people on a swing, sitting on one another, facing different directions. We called this the “spider”.

    by Mallory on 03.06.2012
  30. FUN. roundabout motion playground jump action physics red fly momentum pendulum clap your hands!

    by sdgfsdgs on 03.06.2012
  31. and a miss….. loved watching the Dodgers play baseball when I lived in the L.A. area. It was the first time in my life that I actually was interested in a team and followed all of their games. I was pregnant with my first child the year that they won the world series!

    by Karen on 03.06.2012
  32. There we were. sitting on the swings like we didnt have a care in the world. Well i suppose we didnt. not then anyway. So in love. he reached out and grabbed my hand. it was getting cold out and i saw my breath. all i could think about was the way his hair glisened from the rain drops on his head.

  33. There is a swing outside my house. It is shiny and red and beautiful there are water droplets on it and I enjoy riding it up and up to the sky. Once everyday I pass it when I go to school and it makes me smile. oh how i love this old swing, my childhood friend. Yay, Swing life away!

    by Shug on 03.06.2012
  34. i like to swing but the last time i did i jumped out and bit through my tongue true story it seriously hurt…well that wasnt the last time i just got nervous and thought too fast..that was like ten years ago. but it was scary. i showed my teacher….it was in first grade..so longer than ten years ago. jeez im old. well i feel like it. i dont understand this website. you can cheat if you hit the back button though. i didnt mean to cheat i swear…

    by kalyn on 03.06.2012
  35. swinging, in this blustery weather? unheard of. let’s go.

    by tt on 03.06.2012
  36. The swing music stirred something in my soul. It made my feet tap and my head nod, made my hips wriggle and my arms sway. As the beat picked up, I couldn’t help myself. I jumped onto the floor and grabbed a partner, a random man I had never met before! It was lovely, surprising, and completely out of the blue. We moved together like pb&j, salt and pepper, Shaggy and Scooby. It was marvelous and over too soon, but that was the nature of the night.

  37. swinging in the garden contemplating the clouds above. wondering about the sunset and what it will bring. this is life for some just a fantasy for others. my thoughts swing as my legs dangle my words wing as my mind untangles. this is my life. these are my moments.

    by Darling Bonnie on 03.06.2012
  38. Swing against ones emotions, swing in and out of puzzled faces, swing through the midst of any jungle, and simple swing through life. Swing into happiness and out of sadness; simply swing.

    by Joy Marinoff on 03.06.2012
  39. If I swing too high, will I touch the earth? And if I swing too low, is it low enough to touch the sky? What if I love the rush of the wind through my hair too much to reach out and grab it, rather than enjoying it for days on end.

    by Maddy on 03.06.2012
  40. when i was younger i had a swing set in my backyard. i remember when rachel would come over and baby sit me and my brother. we would go outside and play and go on our swing set. we would have shoe flinging contests. it was thrilling. i liked getting farthest, although jon or rachel usually got highest. i miss that because it made me feel like i could do anything or accomplish anything.

    by Annie Skare on 03.06.2012