Pretending In the Water

Pretending In the Water—A Poem

My hair goes wild

when I go swimming.

My daughter tells me.

Mom, she says, your hair

is pretty,

and she means

it isn’t.

My hair goes wild

when I go swimming.

If you swim with me, pretend

you don't see.

At summer camp,

mixed swimming was

forbidden.

Boys and girls in the water

boil up a summer soup of trouble.

Boys and girls might think things

under water's murky cover.

Might see shapes dripping with

sunlight as they step

onto shore.

Might go wild.

Might pretend they didn’t.

Then who would know if

they were bad,

the boys and girls?

My hair goes wild

when I go swimming.

If you swim with me, pretend

you don't see.

Tell me it’s pretty, and

I'll pretend that's true.

Comments

Speedway said…

That's lovely, Robyn. I bet your hair is pretty when it's "wild."

9:07 PM

dive said…

Glorious, Robyn!
Some wonderful and grin-inducing imagery in there.

And hey, your hair looks FABULOUS whatever you do with it. In fact the crazier and spikier it gets, the better it looks. You're lucky to have hair that groovy. And lucky to have a way with words that makes the rest of us green with envy.

1:48 PM

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