Poetry Pick
FLOATINGby Wilma Seville |
| Minnows swim around pink runners As I forge ahead into deeper water Shades of green and blue shimmer Sun beats down on bathing cap St. Lawrence River feels cool On such a hot and steamy day I float upon my back Eyes closed against the sun Water laps gently over supine body Arms move up and down to gentle rhythm Feet flutter as I lazily float Movements calm but deliberate At peace with my little world All anxieties at bay One with the water One with the world  From Tower Poetry, Vol. 59 #1, Summer 2010 |
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