I started swimming this summer
I mean I always could
But I started trying this summer
To really make sure I did.
I took myself to the water
And I threw myself in
I let it work around me
I gave myself in
The waves surrounding me
My limbs, my fins.
Sand below, hips behind
Through my toes, something to find
I would duck right down, breathing sharp
Out, out as I went deeper looking hard
For something to hold, to remember the time
That I swam all summer, and summer was mine.
About the Creator
Keep reading
More stories from Fiona Anderson and writers in Poets and other communities.
Feelings Never Die
It is Valentine's Day again, and it bought back memories that were over fifty years old. It bought me back to 1971, and I woke up and I knew my baby was due today. I was big and pregnant, and I felt like I was about to burst wide open. Imagine my surprise when the doctor told my I had a due date of February 14. I couldn't believe it, and since my baby was due today, I felt I could indulge myself a bit. I had gained a lot of weight, and chocolate was on the no-no list, but I had came to the end of this pregnancy, and I hoped it would be okay, after all I would deliver this baby today. So I walked across the street to the grocery story, and bought myself, a peppermint patty, covered in chocolate, my favorite. Me and my Valentine's baby would enjoy it together.
By Susan Paytonabout 17 hours ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.