Swing

Swing

"Swing" is a collaboration between Jade Frampton and Atom Kaye.  
Words by Jade/Illustration by Atom! Find and follow Atom Kaye
 and his work on Instagram at @AtomKaye. 

Swing

He placed her there.
A father’s hands.
She sat on top.
A rubber band.
The chains hung tight.
From the sky.
Clanking loud.
A rusty fight.

A gentle push.
A father’s hands.
She swung forward.
She swung back.
Slow and steady.
Just like that.

She learned to kick.
She learned to laugh.
She learned to swing on her own path.

She learned of
happiness.

She felt the wind.
She felt her thoughts.
The more she swung,
The more she saw.
She loved the wind.
Rush through her hair.
She didn’t know
That he was scared.

He spoke up,
“You go too fast.”
She slowed down.
But it didn’t last.

Then one time.
Swinging up.
She lost her balance.
Ran out of luck.
Her fingers slipped.
From the chains.
She fell down.
And learned of pain.

Her father rushed.
To her side.
Patted her head.
While she cried.
He took her chin.
In his hand.
She was hurt.
By the sand.
He was concerned.
And then he said,
“Lesson learned.”
As tears were shed.

And she stood up.
And so did he.
She said to him,
“I want to swing.”
He said to her,
“Do you not bleed?”
He said to her,
“Lesson learned.”
He said to her,
“I can’t watch you get hurt.”

She said to him.
“My knees do burn.”
“But still for the sky
I do yearn.”

He said goodbye.
And then he turned.
And walked away.
As he listened,
To the chains.
Of the swing.
And then he feared.
The pain they’d bring.
He did not look.
Did not want to see…

She felt the wind.
She felt her thoughts.
The more she swung,
The more she saw.
She loved the wind.
Rush through her hair.
She didn’t know
That he was scared.
She didn’t know.
Why he was still there.

Lesson learned,
She swung up.
Lessons learned.
Happiness.

Life unlearned.
She swung up.
Life on turn.
She swung down.
Life would burn.
She hit the ground.

Her father would never forget the sound.
Of bone on brick.
Of blood on thick.
Of lessons learned.
And learned too quick.

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