Heather Burns


Pools Of Water (Revised) - Poem by Heather Burns

Stepping into
opaque pools of water

a soft hand beckoned
come and enjoy
the flow

gentle waters splashed
around my ankles

I was stirred by their
energies captivated
by the movement

as we began to swim
strong arms encircled me

I was held breathless

carried into seventh
heaven never having been
there before

as pools of water
engulfed me I was taught
to swim.










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Comments about Pools Of Water (Revised) by Heather Burns

  • Gold Star - 8,357 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/30/2013 6:32:00 AM)

    Learning swimming starts with getting into water. Pools of water engulfing and body progressing forward. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,284 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (8/29/2013 10:52:00 PM)

    Did you learn the breast stroke first
    one of mine was butterfly
    maybe the dog paddle
    but now to think about it I am sure
    it was the freestyle, simple but pure. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 5, 2014


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