Swimmer Poems - Poems about Swimmer

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 a plunging depth. I would be tempted to let myself sink...

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The boy goes to the pool, full to the brim, only moistens head, though wishes to swim. But being too fearful ...

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The protocol when swimming Is to circle in a lane. At least that’s what my husband says; From swimming I refrain. You swim a lap and touch the wall Then circle and return, As all new members in the pool Will very quickly learn. The lanes are also designated For the fast or slow Or in-between and every swimmer Knows where he should go. Yet sometimes, in...

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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 to catch anyone alone When I meet a tiger shark, I will...

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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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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 blocks against Creeper And proves Goodwill Lover Keeper… Now, you know why...

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For weeks Bruce wresting with the intent And right now wants to unveil content! A right palm packing pressures round steel, Watching eyes Death sight and owners feel: For whom it's meant his best: speeding heels As no single wounds from it heals Onlookers to open banks of tears The moment the thing lands: what heart fears... Still a fact: if cops appear...

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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 you need disadvantage or disability to achieve enlightenment. Stephen Hawkings got nuthin'...

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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 dispels in the motion of curved glass. Anonymous inside the texture of...

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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. He replied calmly gliding away. A swan in the moonlight....

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Floating Swimming Backstroke A float Swimmer Dinner Catfish Rubbish Bottom Column A float Backstroke 4/29/19...

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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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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 will last Authors note This poem has been Censored...

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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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thunder and lightning as rain lashes the ocean - - a swimmer turns back for Heather’s Ocean-ku contest...

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