RoseAnn V. Shawiak Swimming Poems

Quickly anticipating melodies and their liveliness
as they grab and take me with them into realms of
a musical reality.
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Tracks across the heavens, disappearing into clouds, no
vehicles driving upon them, only pictures in my mind.

Wanting to be up there, hanging from strings which are
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Watching children learn how to swim, my Granddaughter
having done quite well through the years, on the top
of her level each time.
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Watching my Granddaughter at her swimming lessons,
she's just awesome!

Having learned how to swim when she was a year old,
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Cold, blue water, shimmering and shining like broken ice
floating around with the morning breeze.

Many children learning how to swim, trying to follow
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Situating circumstances in lines of priority,
following protocols that are now non-existent,
because nothing is the way it's supposed to be.
Falling down in depths of self, swimming in
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