The splashing and the dashing poolside
Cave-like echoes of a child’s joyful cries
Bouncing off the walls
Amidst the sound of cannon balls
The ring-a-ring-a-roses and the pinching of noses
Before reckless leaps into the air
And oh the rat tail hair
Hanging limply from towel-dried heads
Whole world shut away behind steamed up goggles
Mind boggles, over a year since I heard that
Gentle lapping, buoyant blue against tiles
Lap after lap, must’ve swam for miles
The architecture of the body in a clinging cozzie soaked,
Weightless in water, lifeguard whistle warning at a ‘Geronimo’;
I miss those kind of rules
At the local swimming pool
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Second-year English Studies student at Stirling / Features Editor @brig_newspaper / Writer 💗
A lovely yearning for swimming again. Thank you 😊