Feb. 6, 2021

Swimming

The Med is a murky, luscious, warm water
pond. Sensual, calm, easy strokes
careen me round La Baie de Fourmis,

body stretched, arm reach by arm reach,
leg kick by leg kick, skin soothed by seaweed,
even jellyfish stings seemed quite benign.

A daily event which delights, invigorates,
burns fat, tones muscle, cools against
the Summer heat, keeps me alive.


Peter Clarke

Comments

Clíodhna

06.02.2021 16:51

Lovely! I can just imagine being there!

Anne Gilleran

06.02.2021 15:58

At last something to look forward to😀 I can picture the sun and feel the coolness of the water.

Michael Foley

06.02.2021 15:08

Thank you Peter. I too like to dwell on the positive, especially with spring and a vaccine here. Imagining swimming in the Med is perfect.

Latest comments

25.11 | 22:15

Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.

07.11 | 11:14

Hi Peter,

A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there

Hugs,

John.x

06.11 | 16:24

A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.

06.11 | 15:59

Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.

In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.

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