Weightless

The water is cold; 

Hard to get into sometimes,

But I push myself,

Closing my eyes, believing

For a while, that I'm...weightless.

Thankful #27

I'm thankful for Octopi

And cool dreams of flying

Coffee and chocolate

And comfortable shoes

Relaxing by firelight

And schmoozing with friends

My silly dog whiskey

Wagging his tail.

Daffodils and swimming pools

And beautiful places

My family and memories 

And hope in my heart. 

Caren E. Salas

prompt #27 What are you thankful for? Write an appreciative poem. Hmmm..I made a list.

Just Do It - Day 3: A "Tentative" poem

Standing on the edge of the swimming pool

Black lines across the bottom, the cool blue

Sides, tiled with numbers: 3 feet, 4 feet, 6.

Inhale, exhale...one foot slowly lowered

Into the water. The smell of chlorine

And the sound of ripples lapping against

The steps. Hesitation. Fear of the cold...

Not fear really, but anticipation

Of that sudden shock before adjustment.

Inhale, exhale...just do it. Just do it.

 

 

Caren E. Salas

Mermaid

The only sound is the sound
Of my breath and strange echoes
That travel from the surface
Into my cool bluish world.
Weightless, I feel so at home
As though I were meant to swim.

Maybe in another life,
I was a mermaid under
The sea, hair flowing, long fins,
Living without gravity,
Flying through a liquid space
Where the stars are all alive.


Caren E. Salas



photo: weeklyworldnews.com

Something...in the Water

Two notes, like a single heart beat, a glimpse,

A shadow, that uneasy feeling creeps

Into your stomach, the beat increases

Something brushes past bare legs and startles,

Too far from shore; just try to keep afloat.

The beat again, a tug, a gasp, shock, fear

Screaming will do no good, it's too late now.

No real comprehension of the nightmare

Unfolding beneath the surface, gasp, splash!

Then silence. Relax, it's just a movie.

Caren E. Salas

April PAD prompt: "Something ____"  After running the possibilities through my head Something Wild, Something Boring... Something in the Dark... I remembered we had just watched "Jaws" recently, and found my inspiration.

photo: en.wikipedia.org

The Race

Step up on the block. Deep breath;

Toes curled over the edge. Look

Straight ahead. Flags eye level;

Water below. Concentrate.

"On your marks!" Hands grab the block;

Eyes on the finish. BANG!      

Fly.

Caren E. Salas

Photo:  swimming.about.com

Robert Lee Brewer's Wednesday Prompt today was "Preparation" and for some reason I was reminded of a time many years ago when I used to swim competitively. That moment right before the start when you have to be 100% ready to fly off the block and into the water.  The rush was amazing.