Thursday, February 17, 2011

Quick, Quick, Slow


Quick, quick, slow. A little phrase
From many years ago,
When we learned to dance the quickstep
With its mantra 'Quick, quick, slow.'
I recalled it at the swimming pool
When this scene came into view,
On a heavenly day when the whole world
 Seemed either gold or blue.
'Quick! Quick!' went the swimmers sliding
Through the water very fast
And 'Slow!' went the plodding walker
Heedlessly going past.
I snapped them in an instant,
Happy to have the chance,
On a day when life was blissful
With everyone in the dance.


Hardly a splash in the moonlight.
The heat of the night intense.
We float like pale pink anemones.


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