Swimming Poems

The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don't mind happiness
not always being
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Consider
a girl who keeps slipping off,
arms limp as old carrots,
into the hypnotist's trance,
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In most self-portraits it is the face that dominates:
Cezanne is a pair of eyes swimming in brushstrokes,
Van Gogh stares out of a halo of swirling darkness,
Rembrant looks relieved as if he were taking a breather
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Among the market greens,
a bullet
from the ocean
depths,
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he lives in a house with a swimming pool
and says the job is
killing him.
he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem to
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The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud--and hark, again ! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
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Nature is beautiful, quiet, and serene,
nature is the forest, with its many shades of green.
Nature is the birds, welcoming in the dawn,
nature is a calf, struggling to its feet as soon as it is born.
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A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
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If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school.
The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool.
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A SONG of the good green grass!
A song no more of the city streets;
A song of farms--a song of the soil of fields.
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I saw you twice the other day
Stirring passion anew
It's easy saying just move on
Less easier to do
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Though nurtured like the sailing moon
In beauty's murderous brood,
She walked awhile and blushed awhile
And on my pathway stood
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two smiles meet towards
the child-wheel of my zeal
the bloody baggage of creatures
made flesh in physical legends-lives
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Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon,
With the old Moon in her arms ;
And I fear, I fear, My Master dear !
We shall have a deadly storm.
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Kung walked
by the dynastic temple
and into the cedar grove,
and then out by the lower river,
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Love's the boy stood on the burning deck
trying to recite `The boy stood on
the burning deck.' Love's the son
stood stammering elocution
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Music is silenced, the dark descending slowly
Has stripped unending skies of all companions.
Weariness grips your limbs and within the locked horizons
Dumbly ring the bells of hugely gathering fears.
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Sitting on the sands of the Bay, a small sea
Gigantic waves throw themselves on the sands, I see;
Methinks a true fact the sea never knows, is
How horribly, hungrily and thirstily it roars!
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This celestial seascape, with white herons got up as angels,
flying high as they want and as far as they want sidewise
in tiers and tiers of immaculate reflections;
the whole region, from the highest heron
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Love is...swimming in the deep end...when life's shallow
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She wakes at 7am every morning
To swim in the soothing pool
The water clear and fresh smelling
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Love up high on the mountain!
Swimming the ocean in search of you! !
Your sweet love,
Your lovely smile! ! ! !
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Swimming in the water
Is so much fun to do
Especially in the summer
At the beach.
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When a fish is swimming in the sea,
does the fish take a poop or pee?
When a fish is swimming in the lake,
will it wee wee while on its break?
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I would love to be,
in the deep blue sea.
Swimming around in the magical depths.
Seeing the dolphin as it leaps.
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American swimmer an olympian.
Bruce team player in swimming.
Champion in swimming team.
Dreamed and won gold, bronze.
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Looking out across a placid lake, wanting to go swimming,
but for the time being cannot.

Looking forward to that day in the near future when able
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Freshly risen sun has shown face,
Swimming this is in sky's chest,
Swimming this is in water's chest,
No rest, no rest, this is swimming,
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