Swimming Pool
The crystal water looked marvelously blue,
shining like a glowworm in the infectious moonlight,
filled in a hexagon tank lined with pure sandstone,
with,
stainless metal slides converging down from amazing
heights,
long strips of diving board for a headlong plunge,
crisscrossed threads of netlon bifurcating it into
equal halves,
large injections of disinfectant added at fixed
intervals of time,
cozy changing rooms stacked with luxury towel,
mega perfume canisters for swimming in ecstasy,
inflated circular rings of rubber for wading through
the deep,
an ambience of pine tree and sprawling lawn proved
more than conducive,
the swimming pool was a treat to the eye in blistering
heat of the summer
month.
i couldn't resist any further,
waves of exhilaration dismantled sensible imagery,
as i clambered short rungs of the steep ladder,
gave a shrill scream, relishing thoroughly the icy
waters,
after plummeting 50 feet down from,
the ergonomically sculptured diving board.
poem by Nikhil Parekh
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There Is A Swimming Pool In A Small Town (Orléans Rondel Prime)
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky,
where some bikini clad girls draw the eye,
with skin tanned to mahogany brown,
where from a diving board people dive down,
where time gets wings and quickly rushes by.
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky,
where a myriad of beautiful girls daily lie,
where the garden is somewhat overgrown
and children buy sweets, chips and pie,
while teens frolic until the sun does die.
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The nude swim
At night the light shines
with a tender yellowness
through the blue pool
as if encased
in a world of its own.
The water is soothing
after a hot summer day
heaving up and down
where I lie drifting
and I see your slender shadow
in the bright moonlight
coming closer.
You body is white
and stripped of clothing
and in your face
your eyes gleam big
like those of the ginger cat
and for a moment
like a statue you stand
on the diving board
with arms reaching
to the stars.
Sculptured to perfection
with firm large breast thrusting
up in to the air,
long pale legs
and in a graceful motion
you launch yourself
and with a tiny ripple
clip through the water.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Abandon to Physical Sensation
And I swam and swam and dived
into the waves and rode them out
and tumbled about and became a
water sprite and rolled over and
over in the shallow water and ran
into the waves, splashing up a
wide new ball-room dress, beautiful
circles of diamond glitter in the sun,
diving into the cool water again and
changing into a dolphin, water my
natural medium, experiencing sensory
ecstasy, swimming fast and deep,
feeling the delicious fatigue, turning
over and becoming one with the foam,
bubbling with the wave crest, in total
abandon to physical sensation…
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Black Crow
Theres a crow flying
Black and ragged
Tree to tree
Hes black as the highway thats leading me
Now hes diving down
To pick up on something shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky
I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
And a taxi to a train
Ive been traveling so long
Howm I ever going to know my home
When I see it again
Im like a black crow flying
In a blue, blue sky
In search of love and music
My whole life has been
Illumination
Corruption
And diving, diving, diving, diving.
Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing
Just like that black crow flying
In a blue sky
I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky
Oh Im like a black crow flying
In a blue sky
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Heaven – Crocodile Haven
Diving into the swimming pool
feeling as if
the back of my head
is cut away with a scalpel
intense cold like an electric fire
burning my face and my feet
the invigorating feel is wonderful
swimming to and fro
shiny diamond and crystal drops
spraying in the brilliant sun
this is heaven – crocodile haven
when I get out
I’m too frozen to walk about
soak in a warm bath for an hour
crocodilean paradise - this is what
crocodiles are born for!
poem by Margaret Alice
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I Go Swimming
Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea
I go swimming
I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool
I go swimming
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I need water, water to drink
Water on my brain, water sustain,
Water over me
I want water, water I need
Water to think, water to drink
Water over me
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
I go swimming, I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming, I go swimming
Oh I go swimming, I go swimming
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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From A Diving Board
you climb this certain height
towards the place
where the diving board is situated
you look down
and the pool looks like a square
the people watching you somehow
looking like ants looking at you
and then you stand still
look to the sky
and take a deep breath
you make the last pose
and then jump overboard
there is that feeling of falling
as you stretch your legs
and hold your hips with your hands
you tumble down in the circles
that you are making
and then you stretch your arms and hands
like you are a long pole
and touch the still water at last
you make the splash
and tell yourself in such a short event
this must be death
you plunge down
not touching the depth of the floor
you rise up again
and touch and rub your eyes
you see them and now you realize
this must be life
you tell yourself again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gentle Creature
Gentle creature of the seas swimming happy, swimming free
dives into the sea with grace surfaces to show it's gentle face
Why are people so cruel to gentle creatures like you
You should be left to swim in peace
Graceful through the water you swim diving out and diving in
Oblivious to the world around across the water you leap and bound
Hours of fun you do provide playing, chasing then you hide
To the surface again you rise
How sad it would be if you were no more
If we could not stand upon the shore and watch you're playful
antics forever more
poem by Jenni Burt
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The Heat Between Us
It is not too long ago
That we were swimming
And diving deep in a heated pool
Of passion; a reminder of a first day of school,
Where all the marbles fell into place: the ego,
The joy and the happiness
Of two hearts sharing
And loving each other;
Two eggs enjoying
The warmth of a nest;
Away from a cool April's shower,
Under a large thatch.
Time came and swiftly snatched
Far away from us, the hot flavor
That once ignited the combustion motor
Of our inner feelings.
For Heaven's sake,
The pool is now a wondrous lake;
Let's go back and let the stings
Of the past rekindle the old memories,
So we can enjoy again the cherries,
The strawberries and the kisses,
The fruity wines and the tropical dishes.
The heat between us will not fade away
Again; even when
The hibernal winds return another day.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Alankar(Decor) -60
Some Tankas
(The 1st and 3rd lines have five syllables and the 2nd,4th, and 5th have seven syllables
The Exhausted
Born and grown somewhere
Put up in wedlock elsewhere
To serve purposeful
Potioned treat but thrusts in mire
Sinking lotus dying slow
What A Contrary..
What a contrary
Lord of fire boarding ice mount
Ice-fire bond up-signed
Born is Ganga to board drought
What a contrary
Plunge, A Diving Deep
Plunge, a diving deep
Calm that river contented
Deep is her wisdom
Flow on with her waves bubbly
Propelled her way by all odds
Shopping
Women are crazy
If you say, I won't agree
What you feel wrong, tell
Don't men go on fashion spree
Yes, men crazy too
Banyan
What wonder you fan
We know of prophets godly
swaying monkey-souls
Pray be gripped rooted your shade
Be routed night alike
Boulder
Massive and mighty
But might roll down windy sharp
Yet majestic stands
Carved with histories
Brave and bold aeonian
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Here We Are
Here we are agin on this love,
Swimming in the water of love to gain a view;
Moving around and diving around like,
An orange tree of love.
You've got me on now,
true love is better than hate;
The water is warm around us and,
I do feel real in a realm like this.
Lead me on into your arm my sweet one and,
Show me the white love in you;
Here we are again on this love,
Swimming in the water of love to take a view.
This blue water also matches up with the sky,
And that is the way that true love goes;
Love is better than hate.
We are in this water together and,
I always feel better around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Marks of Sin
You waited for Fay
by the entrance
of the outdoor
swimming pool
in Bedlam Park
the Saturday afternoon sun
still strong
the voices and screams
of the kids in the pool
coming through
the high hedge
that surrounded all
around except where
the entrance was
with its turnstiles
and changing rooms
and wire boxes
where kids
kept their clothes
Pete Badham and his cronies
had gone by and in
a few minutes before
giving you the hard stare
which you returned
with equal share
you wondered if Fay's father
had stopped her going
finding some passage
in the Bible that he claimed
made it a sin
or maybe she had been kept in
for some misdemeanour
but then you saw her
coming through the park
in a blue dress
with a white towel
wrapped under an arm
thought you might not come
you said as she came
to the entrance
Mum let me come
after Daddy'd gone
off to work
she said
she opened a hand
to show the coins
held there
her eyes you noticed
were red
as if she'd been crying
glad you're here
you said
me too
she replied
and you both went in
each to the separate areas
for boys and girls
once you had changed
and put your clothes
in the wire box
you went out
to the pool
and dived in
the cool water
and waited for Fay
to come in
Dave Walker was there
at the deep end
keeping an eye
on Badham and his cronies
giving you the thumbs up
when Fay came out
she stood hesitant
on the edge
of the pool
dressed in her black
swimming costume
come on in
you called and waved
she climbed down
into the water
and swam towards you
her fair hair
darkened by the water
her legs flapping
behind her
as she swam
her hands pushing through
the water's skin
as she came to you
she put her arms
around your neck
her damp face
close to yours
you put your arms
around her waist
and she winced
and you let go
what's up?
you asked
nothing
she said
just a bruise
and she swam off
to the edge of the pool
and you followed her
and she pulled herself
onto the edge
and sat there
looking out
at the other kids swimming
you heaved yourself
onto the edge of the pool
beside her
she looked away
towards the high hedge
and you noticed
thin red marks
on her thigh
what's that?
you asked
pointing to her thigh
sign I have sinned
she whispered
Daddy said
to show the flesh
is a sin
and wouldn't let me come
and I answered him back
and he made the mark of
me having sinned
she stared at you
and touched your hand
say nothing to anyone
she said
promise?
ok
you said
let's go swim
she said
and dived in again
you seeing
the red marks
and sensing the pain.
poem by Terry Collett
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Your mind's ocean
Swimming away
swimming away
swimming away yeah
swimming through the deep blue ocean
nothing but red skies ahead
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over cooperation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
The water so still
and the wind in motion
i'll be up and alive
before i'm down and moping
wake up in the water
before you drown
i'll make you want to smile
with my speechless frown
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over anticipation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
Thoughts of doom and no hope
I'll dropp them in the oceans deep
To save my eyes when i grope
Dead to the world in this cool sleep
Swimming away
Swimming away
we'll swim all night
And walk all day
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over destination
Lets go swimming
Lets go Swimming
in your mind's ocean
poem by Allen Steble
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A Summer Day At The Swimming Pool
A summer day at the swimming pool,
Women in their bathing suits,
Bearing their forbidden fruits,
Water glistening like a jewel.
Lifeguards like the judges rule,
And won't hear your refutes,
Though children still all act the fool
On a summer day at the swimming pool.
poem by Joshua Dinkin
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Old Romeo Puts His Bible Down
Almost toothless now,
old Romeo puts his Bible down,
relaxes in his rocker,
pours brandy in his snifter
and scribbles in his ledger
memories of Mary,
dead some 40 years now.
When Romeo was young
and dark and dashing, Mary
was the perfect foil.
He can see her dancing
and hear her laugh, a note
no mockingbird would try.
He tells his chauffeur,
'Bring the car around.
I need to buy a diving board
for the swimming pool.
The doctor says I'm terminal.
Six months, he says.
I want to dive in Mary's eyes
tonight and drown.'
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Contradictions
Why should it be,
Someone like me could make the same mistakes again.
Haven't I learned,
People get hurt,
When they go diving in the deep end
In the deep end,
In the deep end,
In the deep end.
Thought I was smart,
Controlling the art, of turning off my intuition
Haven't I seen, since I was fourteen.
That life is all just repitition
You lose or you win,
You sink or you swim,
When you go diving in the deep end,
In the deep end,
In the deep end,
In the deep end.
Now it's time to realise,
You don't have to agonise
You don't have to compromise
But the one thing you must do
Is open your eyes
Your eyes,
Your eyes.
Why should it be,
Someone like me could make the same mistakes again.
Haven't I learned,
People get hurt,
When they go diving,
Diving, diving (fade).
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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Swimming in the sea
Summertime is here
And it is time for me to swim
Bodies of all shapes and sizes
Will be evident in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Provides closure of the winter for me
After being secluded for a few months
It is time to embrace the sea
I hope the sea will not be full
As I would really like to swim
The tingle of water through my feet
Provides peace for me
My body becomes accustomed to the sea
As the heat linger on over the beach
I am engulfed by the waves
“ Ooops…” I am far back in the sea
I see various shapes floating in the sea
They take up all the space
I can hardly breathe
It is hard for me to swim
There are bodies all around me
“Fok! Hoe kan ‘n mens so swem”
Swimming in the sea provides solitude for me
Swimming in the sea sets me free!
poem by Lee John Siebritz
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I Am Going For A Swimm
I am going for
Swimm in God's
Swimming pool
And at the same time
I feel that I am being blessed by God
While I am swimming in his swimming pool
poem by Aldo Kraas
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042710c Somebody Has Better Plan
from the bridge i see fishes
as big as my palm swimming
going to the lake like parade
line up nose to fin; moves as unit
i wonder if they can see me
i bend over; oh! i dropp my pen
a splash; oh i drive them away
i wish i could swim with them there
with my diving suit, fins and goggles
pet them like in hanauma bay, hawaii
feed them on my palm like puppy
that would be neat, i guess i should
i look around there's a sign in blue
'no swimming, nature's reserve'
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Hues of blue
From the holiday apartment’s window
I see people swimming in the blue pool
and the water looks icy cold
from the dark blue colour
Some girls and women have
bathing caps on in colours
of white, green and blue
and others swim without
while some lie
around the pool.
While the day gets hotter
the colour of the pool changes
to a lighter hue
and just across the road
the beach is full
of people lying in the sun.
Some swim with the waves
breaking white
and some are deeper
in the aquamarine water
and still deeper
some surfers
are riding the waves
the of a navy blue ocean.
poem by Gert Strydom
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