She liked swimming in swift running streams with
rapids to sit in for splash massage and
stones to balance across and feel rounded
underfoot while above the braver teens
jumped crazy from cliff top to deep cool pool.
In the pool part she would drop her body
straight down letting her hair stream up over
until a double foot bounce lifted her
back to the surface, hair plastered on cheeks,
neck and back, feet together mermaid-like.
In the likeness of Diana off-work
alone she slipped out of her bathing suit,
lay in hot sun above mini-rapids
and let flat rocks warm her backside awhile
dreaming of growing up into wonder.
She didn’t wonder why no adults swam
lazy afternoons away on this peak
where streams were born clean enough to drink, trees
welcomed climbing hugs and bareback riding
limbs gesturing thanks for being alive.
For my prompt Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Swimming
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