Floating In The Orinoco Poem by Margaret Alice

Yesterday I swam, the water cold,
frothing, exhilarating; swam for a
quarter of an hour in icy water - felt
like a rebirth, the cold washing all
my sorrows away, making me feel
young and strong, ready to face life,
to laugh at my destiny, ready to tackle
life in a new way, a sudden thrust of
excitement and vigour, spent time in
a hot bath to defrost again; I can’t wait
to leave the office for another dive into
the reviving cold; run, seconds run, make
haste, minutes pass – I want to revive my
flagging spirits again; oh swimming pool,
here comes the crocodile fantasising that
I’m floating in the Orinoco!