Poem Hunter
(August 8,1951 / Hillsboro, Oregon USA)


Poem By Harlan Simantel

Swimming is feeling grace in water,
smoothly slipping thru light blue fluid,
propelled by kicking feet
and winged arms.
Measured breathing
in sync with rhythmic strokes,
swimming is a dance with slippery water,
my partner in physical exultation.

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I like this! I am on a swim team, and this reminds me of it. I love swimming, and it is hard to find poems like this one that does'nt talk about beaches, lakes, or ocens. haha, good job. Love it. :)