Above were a few birds hovering
And an airplane passing
My grand-daughter put on her swim dress
And cap
She then put on her goggles
Wet herself under the tap
She plunged into the azure water
Began swimming
That day was quite sunny and hot
Even at 5 pm
That solitary silence and solitude
I always welcome
I too put on my goggles and plunged
Into the azure
All the strokes my grand-little did
I too did
But the way She enjoyed was different
From the way I did
As none else was there to watch me
I was all at ease
All wrong strokes..yet I could
Inebriate that solitary azure
That trance of bliss afloat
Was I away from the real
"That's it granny", moments later
Little girl nudged me
How could she know that I too was swimming
Hers was real, mine was virtual
But you know my imageries, I'm sure
As a poet
How could she know that I too was swimming Hers was real, mine was virtual........................great poem.
Both you and your little grand daughter enjoyed the poolside but her was something difference. She plunged into the azure water and did swim was real. You were in trance and in virtual. Dear madam this has been so nicely inscribed by you. Let it be quoted... But the way She enjoyed was different From the way I did . '/////////////// That's it granny', moments later Little girl nudged me How could she know that I too was swimming Hers was real, mine was virtual But.... you know my imageries, I'm sure As a poet. Beautiful poem shared Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I always welcome that solitary silence and solitude.....peace of mind is so crucial. An excellent poem dear madam.