The pool is long and blue and cool. I dive
into the soothing depth, the wet. I cut
the water, arms a knife, a curving slice,
a turn, another lap, a breath, a pull
and earth below is not allowed to hold
my body down and I am flying free
of ground, my cells expand, my spirit grows
and melts into the chlorine blue, I feel
the stretch of spine and soul, I reach to touch
some goal, it’s just beyond my fingertips
at last, another lap, if I could just
not need to breathe…
now slow, I gasp and kick
against the heavy claim of land-locked life,
so hard, so harsh, so shallow, short, and dry.
Swimming Sonnet/a nautical metrical exercise
4 responses to “Swimming Sonnet/a nautical metrical exercise”
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I Love it!
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AMAZZING!!♥
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M-AZZING I loved it wish i could right that deep and i m a swimmer
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Mm, this is good. Gawd, sonnet’s are really reallyyy hard to write. I have to do one for my homework and i was going to do swimming too, so thank you for inspiring me, although i’m still having troubles. :]
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