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Poems About: SWIMMING

In this page, poems on / about “swimming” are listed.

  • 337.
    A Happy Morn

    A million little fishies swam
    with happy faces over the dam.
    There, greeted by soft walls of rouge
    and buoyed by waves of her deluge. read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 338.

    Fishes serene
    Free these creatures
    Swimming wild? read more »

    malini kadir
  • 339.
    If I Could Fly

    If I could fly
    I would go to the river
    And never become dry
    From thoughts of the truest giver read more »

    Peter S. Quinn
  • 340.
    I Can't Swim

    I do not understand
    why certain people
    Cannot Swim
    I mean even a piece of wood read more »

    David Darbyshire
  • 341.
    Bass Lake (2)

    Through the Woods
    along the winding road
    we arrive at Bass Lake
    just in time for the summer break read more »

    David Darbyshire
  • 342.
    Bus Sun Tran

    Bus Sun Tran
    As i was waiting for the bus
    i soon discovered
    the bus comes when it wants to read more »

    Charles Hice
  • 343.
    Water Street Blues

    I once was lost
    Until I drown
    On Water St.
    Helpless was found read more »

    Jack Dylan
  • 344.
    Turn Around dnuorA nruT

    I ran backwards for three weeks
    just to see the way you smiled
    'climbed the Seven Hills of Rome read more »

    Sean Joyce
  • 345.

    So let us be off to the depths of the sea
    to hurry through saltworks
    fetch shells and make love
    backs to dunes read more »

    Luiza De Mesquita
  • 346.
    'Come Near Me My Child'

    'Come near me my child',
    the old Ocean whispered to me,
    and I fell -swimming greedily-
    in its embrace. read more »

    Ave Lilik
  • 347.
    Fish Dinner

    I don't want to swim the ocean
    I don't want to swim the sea
    I don't want to eat the fish
    And I don't want them eating me read more »

    Donna Nimmo
  • 348.
    Lost you:

    Disaster strikes me
    Swimming upstream
    Pulled and torn
    Laying about in pieces read more »

    Muna Virsida
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