Gone Swimming – Poem by Me

when i was younger i was scared of the 
pool cleaning machine-- it was too much

like a robot. too loud, too intimidating, and
it would make anyone cringe with the 

horrible soul-sucking sound it made if it
climbed the walls of the pool and was no 

longer completely submerged in the water.
this monster and my young self were 

constantly at odds. it was a battle i couldn't win.
the machine had to stay, whereas i always

eventually had to get out of the pool. it was
a pretty big failure of a turf war. now i 

would love to return to the endless days
of splashing and playing in the somewhat

cold pool waters. even if a lot of that time was
spent clinging to the walls and wedging myself

in the corners to avoid The Monster. he's still
there, inching along the pool floor. but

when was the last time i went swimming?

I hope you enjoyed this piece! It was definitely a sillier one, as I was having some writer’s block when I sat down to write it. To be honest, it took me quite a while to get over this little fear of the pool cleaning machine. 🙂 Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or any writing challenges you’d like to see me try out in the near future. Stay safe and healthy.

Brooke

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