To my favourite place in Sale,
Right next to the motorways
Where i swim with ducks and people
In my best and worst of days.
From the days of 2020,
When all life had gone to shit
There i was, dreaming of swimming
Got annoyed, then threw a fit.
Went online, checked the retailers
Found myself an old wetsuit
Did not know what type or features
Lost my brain in that pursuit.
Few days later, i was delivered
The best gift of all, i swear!
Nice and purple, fishy looking
Lots of neoprene to wear.
Took my newest gift to Sale
Even drove from home in it
Not knowing that it’s supposed
To be packed as travel kit.
Feeling proud, i left my parked car
Walking happily to shore
In my neoprene attire
And the wet and wild outdoors.
It was rainy, as expected
Weather absolutely grim
But i smiled from ear to ear
Knowing it was time to SWIIIM
It was cold, and strange and scary
But i felt this happy bliss
Knowing that i found some sunshine
That’s disguised in the abyss.

So that’s it! that’s how it happened
Got myself in open waters
Now i do it almost weekly
And to me, it’s all that matters.

Cheesy rhimes, i know, its tough this
Writing stuff is not my best.
So i’ll stick with just the swimming
Leave the poetry to rest.

by Lola the brit.