I am doing breast-stroke, my head going under water for the long glide of each stroke. Maaaar-vellous! I am y'r'totally, utterly, blissfully happy cuttlefish when a-swimming. An old guy appears to work poolside.
Yessssssssssss, I love it, I love it, I love it! The whistling man, your haphazard hearing .. the parenthesised lines! You are such an inventive writer/poet .. just love your work but then, 'love swimming. Sound echoes around a pool too, virtually distorts it sometimes, makes it cannon instead of ricochet.
' Roll onto front ~~ (Water in fears) ~~ Echo echoes ~~ The pool is his ~~ All his alone, ~~ Echo echoes ~~
Echoes echo ~~ Deep in your mind ~~ (Water in years).' What a yummy few lines!
Yessssssssssss, I love it, I love it, I love it! The whistling man, your haphazard hearing .. the parenthesised lines! You are such an inventive writer/poet .. just love your work but then, 'love swimming. Sound echoes around a pool too, virtually distorts it sometimes, makes it cannon instead of ricochet.
' Roll onto front ~~ (Water in fears) ~~ Echo echoes ~~ The pool is his ~~ All his alone, ~~ Echo echoes ~~
Echoes echo ~~ Deep in your mind ~~ (Water in years).' What a yummy few lines!
Did you mean this or "mine alone"? Just curious because it stuck out to me, but also because of the wordplay of it. I like how you mixed "Yellow Submarine" lyrics in with your poetry...gave it a lovely feel throughout :)
You do good things with words. THey flow. They take us away from our computer and into the hot, humid confines of the swimming pool. I can hear the old man singing. Great write.
If you were here, I would stand up and applaud. That was so much fun. I really loved that. It really made me smile... and I needed a good smile today. Blessings dear one.