Twilight sky;
breezing clouds,
rare rain droplets,
circling eagle,
homing mynahs,
winging doves,
wet autumn leaves,
scenting blossoms,
flirting butterfly,
chirping nippers,
skating boys,
swinging girls,
floating kids,
unwinding babies
from strollers
and wheeling
mothers,
spectators
on every floor,
from both sides,
all awakening my
evening
backstroke.
Destiny Poets
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Hey,
How often do you get to backstroke?
It is a wonderful poems, feels like you wrote it instantaneously.
Warm Regards,
Rashmi Malapur
Rashmi, Thanks for your comment.
I used to swim twice in a day when I was in Malaysia.
Yes, I wrote it as soon as i got out of my swimming.
Hey,
I could feel it when I read it. It shows, its apparent in your writing.
Please keep writing more.