Friday, 8 June 2012


leaving the children to play with their father
i dive into the water
pushing off from the side of the pool
the water against my skin makes me
feel my whole body
fingertips to toes
and it feels good

effortlessly i find a rhythm
movement, breath
without thinking
push stretch pull turn
trying to find an equally easy rhythm
to poem about happiness
i go faster
faster, faster
only to feel the water's resistance

exhausted i return without words
the children are playing happily

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