A Dip In The Pool Poem by Doris Cornago
A Dip In The Pool
A dip in the pool is surely delightful
Luxuries dim in comparison to
Time spent in conversation
The water is cool but
Warmth comes
From open
Hands
Soft
In
Mine
Idle hours
Laughter on a
Joke, went there
For the pool is where
We have no power for laptop
Or the dumb tube, no remote for
Updates on news, games, series a
Bore, delighting ourselves once more
Love this, Doris. I love the focal point Hands / Soft / In / Mine
Hi Todd. You also have the painter quality of a poet. Paint more. Thank you for visiting.
This is the discordance of young and old, fast and slow. When two people are contrapuntal, there's bound to be a rift until someone decides to slow down and adjust. Long distance relationships do not last long - or do they?
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/17/2024 6:17:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As I sit by the pool, I imagine he is here with me, palms on mine. In reality, he's far off, somewhere where surfing is fine for beginners. He's just beginning to live at 25 having had a stint with outsourcing from age 14. I can live with the knowledge that he's healing. I'm fine here with the impression of his soft hands.: -)