Author:Isiwal
Image: Butterfly stroke (here)
the 10 of 12 given words:
blue, speck, sank slid butterfly,
blue, speck, sank slid butterfly,
sing, sunny tender stalk longer
a blue speck from the distance diving in and
sank just beneath the surface and who slid out
again gracefully at the start of the butterfly stroke
one of the most difficult and exhausting yet the
most graceful of rhythmic gliding in the water
akin to singing on a sunny day in the cool of the
pool tenderly with captivating poetry in motion
reminiscing of a shark stalking its doomed prey
the longer it was the more mesmerizing one felt
Linda's at d'Verse OLN #278 - rejoice
MMT's Whirligig #292
Nice! I'm stuck fitting in "speck!"
ReplyDeleteCan sure feel freeing, unless you are prey to a shark
ReplyDeleteYour poem reads like a wonderful fantasy .... cheers.
ReplyDeleteSynchronized swimming. I really love the contrast and comparison of the swimmer and the shark.
ReplyDeleteGreat description of the swimmer and the form.
ReplyDeleteMesmerising writing, Hank!
ReplyDeleteLove this.
ReplyDeleteWatch out for sharks!
Anna :o]
This is lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat acute descriptions, all charged with energy.
ReplyDeleteI always found it amazing to watch Michael Phelps swim the butterfly in the Olympics. Your second stanza explains exactly why!
ReplyDeleteThere's a lulling flow to this--I can imagine watching that swimmer--or being unaware of the shark.
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