(I somehow lost my post in the middle of reviewing it--sorry if this ends up posted twice! Now let's see if I can remember what I wrote.)
I was talking with a friend about swimming and she said she started "swimming for life" x number of years ago. I got the sense that she meant that it was more than a good workout--it kept her "alive." I have to admit that it has that kind of effect for me, too. At the risk of sounding too new-agey, it's nourishing in more than a physical sense.
What does swimming mean to you? How does that compare to other sports or activities you do? How does that meaning influence your goals and performance?
Former Member
I once met a lady named Swimmy
I mistook her for a Bill, Brad, or Timmy
The fact that she loved to rhyme
Nearly all of of the time
Was defintely a sure fire Gimmie
Great job with the new poems Swimmy, Seagurl and newmastersswimmer! Here's one for Toni:
There once was a swimmer called Thorpe
Middle distance freestyle he rules
Everyone must beware
For he sets fire to all the pools
His rivals are called by the names
of Keller, Hoogie, and Hackett
But whenever they go head to head
Thorpe's the master; he wears the green jacket
But, Thorpie beware the new pup
whose versatility has proven unique
We saw it this summer in Athens
And he hasn't yet reached his peak!
Yeah....Thorpe might wear the green jacket...
But so does my idol, Hackett
He's the King of the Mile - to watch him is SO worthwhile
When it comes to the world record, he'll sack it!!
Now I'm on a role...(way too much coffee....):
There once was a swimmer named Beard
Who posed for some "guys" magazine...(some people think that's weird)
I think it's great - I say, "you go girl, before it's way too late!"
But in the pool, she's a chick to be feared!
The sting of chlorine
The icy spray
It's 5 in the morning
What a way to start the day.
The calmness
The serenity
How I could be here
For all eternity.
The meditation
The motion
Whether it be in a pool
Or in the ocean.
What a sport to have
What a thing to share
And with so many posts
It's nice to know someone cares!
My sentiments exactly! Very clever poem by the way!....especially the way you ended it on a non-rhyming word for extra emphasis!
I am guessing that some people may either be "all rhymed out" or just needing a little break from the poetry EXPLOSION that has went off here over the past so many days. This currently is the longest thread on the entire discussion board I believe??....(Can you believe what you started iSWIMinDREAMS?!). I am still expecting that Sonic Swimmer is going to regail us with some of those swimming parodies he teased us about earlier? (right Sonic Swimmer??)
newmastersswimmer
OK gang....here are the first two verses to my "new" poem, sung to the tune of Sir Mix-A-Lot's "Baby Got Back" - (OK everybody, I need some help with the rest of this thing....)
I like big fins and I cannot lie
You other swimmers can’t deny
That when the coach walks in with those itty bitty fins
And great big giant kick set you get bummed
Wanna pretend you’re tough but ya know ya’ll ain’t got enough
It’s those big fins ya wanna be wearin’
You’re tired and ya can’t stop swearin’
“Hey Ya coach! I’m in the wrong lane!”
These guys are a pain
My toes they keep on touchin’
It’s noon and I should be lunchin’!......:D
(is it Friday yet...?)
