Beatrice Dahlen

Freshman - 784 Points (Hampton Roads, Virginia USA)

Summer’s Sprites - Poem by Beatrice Dahlen

Giggles and vaults,
Splashes and laps,
The pool churns with children.

The turquoise droplets scatter,
dousing stoic spectators
to the devilish delight
of these sodden water sprites.

They dive, and hurl their
glittering bodies
from the sun-seared apron
into the freshening liquid,
time and time again.

Their energy is boundless.
Their joy is enchanting.
Their voice is Summertime.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2009

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