Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 28,377 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Diving Board - Poem by Gert Strydom

A stairway wounds up to a springy height
where my body reaches high against the blue sky,
the pool's is small against my eye,
where I stand in contemplation

while gravity binds with balance
but with a exceeding kind of rocking
before highly sprung power has to sway
when I bounce up and down in movement

and suddenly become a projectile that launches
powerful from up high
with a planned, calculated arch
and I am cleaving the air in a single moment

and when I dry myself a bit later,
I want to aspire to for better attempt.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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