outdoor backstroke

From Under the Pages

Clouds
seasonless california february:
almost warm, but
a grizzled hint of chill ingratiates
the lukewarm clear water.
still, you quiver once on immersion.

backstroking
gliding like a fish,
effortless arcs,
one sinewy arm
rotating
after the other,
feet ripple like happy mermaid fins

gray-washed, above
airplane height
a dance of crows and sparrows
black against bright billows
swoop and hover

the air and water welcome you
as family
as you breathe
and you are free

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