SWIM… a poem

Hardened and cold

Can I ever be free

Will this season of life

Be the death of me


Cloistered and lonely

Deep in my heart

Shall I make revival

A brand-new start


Kin drift away

On the tide of the moon

Dawn brings the heat

Of midday – noon


I feel a change

A drain of my being

Melt into nothing

Spring, she is keening


Until I am nothing

But a small spec of ice

Winter was fine

But swimming is nice

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