Top 100 Poems About: SWIMMING

In this page, poems on / about “swimming” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Days When We Went Swimming

    The breezes waved the silver grass,
    Waist-high along the siding,
    And to the creek we ne'er could pass
    Three boys on bare-back riding; read more »

    Henry Lawson
  • 2.
    Two Swimmers Wrestled On The Spar


    Two swimmers wrestled on the spar—
    Until the morning sun— read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 3.
    Written After Swimming From Sestos To Abydos

    If, in the month of dark December,
    Leander, who was nightly wont
    (What maid will not the tale remember?)
    To cross thy stream, broad Hellespont! read more »

    George Gordon Byron
  • 4.
    The Nude Swim

    On the southwest side of Capri
    we found a little unknown grotto
    where no people were and we
    entered it completely read more »

    Anne Sexton
  • 5.
    Swimming Ool

    Swimming in the swimming pool
    is where I like to 'B,'
    wearing underwater goggles
    so that I can 'C.' read more »

    Kenn Nesbitt
  • 6.
    Untitled [you Mustn'T Swim Till You'Re Six Weeks Old]

    You mustn't swim till you're six weeks old,
    Or your head will be sunk by your heels;
    And summer gales and Killer Whales read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
  • 7.
    The Old Swimmer

    I OFTEN wander on the beach
    Where once, so brown of limb,
    The biting air, the roaring surf
    Summoned me to swim. read more »

    Christopher Morley
  • 8.
    The Swimmer

    Yonder, lo! the tide is flowing;
    Clamber, while the breeze is blowing,
    Down to where a soft foam flusters
    Dulse and fairy feathery clusters! read more »

    Roden Berkeley Wriothesley Noel
  • 9.
    The Channel Swimmer

    Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure
    Of a hero who tackled the sea,
    A super-man swimming the ocean,
    Then hark to the tale of Joe Lee. read more »

    Marriott Edgar
  • 10.
    A Swimmer's Dream

    Somno mollior unda

    Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, read more »

    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  • 11.
    Learning To Swim

    At forty-eight, to be given water,
    which is most of the world, given life
    in water, which is most of me, given ease,
    which is most of what I lack, here, where walls read more »

    Bob Hicok
  • 12.

    I have just drunk the waters of Changsha
    And come to eat the fish of Wuchang.
    Now I am swimming across the great Yangtze,
    Looking afar to the open sky of Chu. read more »

    Mao Zedong
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