Best Backstroke Poems

She wore a hand-bra bikini
When she slipped in the lake
And swam backstroke
For the man in the moon....

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I dove into the deep end, headfirst, quite a splash,
Not of the pool, you see, but grief's enormous gash.
It’s Olympic-sized, this sorrow, chlorinated blue,
And I’m the sole competitor, with nothing else to do.
The butterfly of heartache, a relentless, flailing thing,
Propels me through the sadness, making...

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I swear the seagull’s cry
Mimics the tantrum
Of a waddling toddler in diapers
Who’s stepped on a thorn on shore

I listen from a distance
Not my trouble

How many perfect sticks have I thrown to Torch Lake
That have escaped the interest of my dog?

Maybe those temptations will reunite
Far away...

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