Youthful Passions: Jumping Into a Pool

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Jump in, climb out, jump in, climb out
And all day on repeat;
To admit you were tired was
To admit to defeat

So cannonballs and Frankensteins
Were choices two and one;
Some people dove in head first, but
That wasn’t that much fun

Pretending you got shot was good,
Catching balls in the air;
Karate kicks got extra, as did
Jumping off a chair

The skills involved were manifold
Some borderline occult;
Like how to leap-frog tables, and
Not be seen by adults

So many things we dared to do
So few we wouldn’t try
For just that single moment
When we felt like we could fly

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

2 thoughts on “Youthful Passions: Jumping Into a Pool”

  1. Remember that weird sensation in the upper lungs after a long day in the pool? And the burning eyeballs? Thank God for chlorine !

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