Monday, August 12, 2013

a monk swim

floating
eyes down
below the surface

legs beating
slow
just enough
to keep these old monk bones
from sinking

novice voices n'laughs
sound clear over the bay

steady elementary backstroke
back to the beach
and into monk robes
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7 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyAugust 12, 2013 at 9:47 AM

    A monk swimming. How cool!

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  2. MarianAugust 12, 2013 at 11:15 AM

    whew, glad you don't actually swim IN your robes. :)
    lovely picture, this.

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  3. Eileen T O'Neill .....August 12, 2013 at 12:21 PM

    Brother Ollie,

    It is lovely to discover that the Monks have some recreation time as well. Taking the pressure off those weight-bearing shoulders and floating carefree....Some personal time away from those novices!!!
    Enjoy the freedom:)

    Best wishes,
    Eileen

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  4. A Cuban In LondonAugust 13, 2013 at 3:55 PM

    Your poem slithered and snaked before my eyes. What a beautiful piece. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  5. Mademoiselle ModelleAugust 13, 2013 at 6:35 PM

    A break from monks robes to enjoy swimming....wonderful indeed.

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  6. EllaAugust 17, 2013 at 11:10 AM

    I hope the monk is refreshed and the salty sea was his cup of tea!

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  7. Kat MortensenAugust 20, 2013 at 9:54 AM

    It's always nice to return here, knowing that I'll find a sagacious entry from the Tired Monk. Thanks for that!

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Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.

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