Vox Populi

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Mike James: Swimming in the Rain

no lightning warns her from the river

so she swims on and on, across


the rain little more than drizzle

not as strong as the water she’s in


what she knows in the water

she knows with her body


when she swims she stretches

to her full, even length


the sound of her swimming doesn’t

rise above the sound of the river


if she were to cramp, cry out,

she’d not be heard or barely


still, she stays straight in her strokes

fear’s only part of what’s within her


when she swims she’s always alone

no one who watches is with her

Copyright 2016 Mike James


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This entry was posted on April 14, 2016 by in Poetry and tagged , .
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