Best Swimmer Poems

What thing seems to make men King Kong?
It lies under Michael Phelps’ thong
With each stroke of grace
See a free style freebase
That huge bulging spot is a bong...

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city swimmer yesterday

screamed a fish was in the way

lifeguards who had heard the shout

quickly tried to pull her out

and my goldfish from the bay.
...

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I am super sour swimmer,

engaging erectile filler,

lithium under the spinner,

a dancing danger inside of your pinner,

a welcoming rager until it’s time for dinner,

a recreation of Imagination Island while you’re out on your blinker,

a smiling fin-
and a rank and file win,

a serious agitation to your rectal...

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thunder and lightning
as rain lashes the ocean - -
a swimmer turns back

for Heather’s Ocean-ku contest...

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Darkness.
Smothering me inside and out.
My soul gives voice to your name...
I choke it back; my pride does not allow
for such things but

Inside, I scream as I slip under the waves.
I'm going to drown if I don't let the tears fall,
but I don't care; I haven't...

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there once was a sly swimmer bloke
whose manners were sure to provoke
	his form was unique
	a brand new technique
he mastered the women’s breaststroke...

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There was a girly landlubber in pink  
Who to a burly fisherman was linked --
   Not a swimmer, she sank
   In his great big fishtank -- 
Now in winter she's a frozen ice rink...

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I dreamt of Babe Ruth
in Howard Johnsons' 
lighted pool doing

the backstroke so brilliantly.
No bats lying around
anywhere. warm water

reflected dorsal pecs, 
beautiful biceps, round
spiral muscles fanning

along so softly.
Finally finding the nerve
to say: Babe! your a

ballplayer; Sultan of swat.
Smiling at me timidly:
I'm a ballplayer and a

a swimmer....

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little I discerned of pious words-
and idle twitter
scarcely had I known what I would find
among the dregs
it's a bitter pill to swallow
when a victory is hollow...
it's all downhill from here me thought
as I touched upon the egg!...

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Dark water swimmer

If I were a deep-sea diver, I would swim to the Azores
were the water is not so cold; meet up with dolphins
that remembered me from my time on ships when
waving to them from the deck
They would feed me sardines since I’m too slow...

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Rock beach of
chasms.
A man is pale dough
standing in sand.
Shimmer owns his
toes in a flurry of foam,
then withdraws.
He watches for a cue
in a sky of cotton ships
when a clam swallows
all his theories.
Running thunder into
frigid arcs, he is eyeless.
His arms extended,
a child to his mother
until his figure...

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I saw her swim out to where
distance and wave height
made her disappear from sight.
The water still carried 
the last of summer's warmth.

She was where I would like
to be, loosened from what binds
this body to gravity, 
to be free of weight
and feel nothing beneath
my feet but...

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Yesterday I found a worm in my apple.
Well, half a worm.
C’mon life, take the gloves off.
You’re better than that.
I like to think we’re still friends, though.
Well, at least there are no hard feelings on my part.
I don’t need blindness to open my eyes.
I never believed...

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Don’t you know why Ted is slimmer?
His eyes no more with hopes glimmer:
Had long swum in pools with shimmer,
As long in frustration swimmer;
Ted would not bear Todd’s New Tipper
Plus dreams of making ‘A Shipper!’…

But one’s knowledge of life deeper,
One no more, in spirit, Sleeper,
Entrance one...

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There’s a fin in the water
What’s its path?
Is it toward
Or has it passed

There’s a fin in the water
What’s its movement?
Is it curved
Or is it straight

There’s a fin in the water
Oh 
It’s a shark

There’s a fast swimmer
In the water
He’s making a path
Straight to the edge
So he...

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