It’s Poetry Friday and, as the weather here starts to warm up, my thoughts have turned to swimming. I’m lucky enough to be able to swim all year round in my local heated pool, and I love that, but I really really love to swim in an outdoor pool or at the beach.
When I was growing up, we lived in the same street as the local pool. That was wonderful, but the pool was not heated, which meant that it was only open for about four months of the year. SO, it didn’t matter whether it was really warm enough, or whether the water had reached a decent temperature, on the first day the pool opened I was there. Today’s poem is about that experience, that feeling. I hope you like it.
and I rejoice
to see the OPEN sign outside the pool.
Blue water beckons
and once I’ve paid
I dump my towel and rush
to greet my old friend.
Bliss bubbles and bibbles
as I plunge into icy depths.
(Poem and photo copyright Sally Murphy)
Do you love to swim? Or is there something else that you eagerly anticipate with the changing of the seasons? I’d love to hear about it.
Have a wonderful Friday. Today’s Poetry Friday roundup is hosted by Teacher Dance. Head over there to see what other poetry goodness has been shared on the blogosphere.