A POLAR BEAR SWIM, ANYONE?
Ice barely covers the pond,
May we get in training now(?)…
The water is cooler than it was
Do we wait until we yell “OW!”?
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Let’s get in gradually,
And acclimate over time….
When we’re ready for the big plunge
Our bodies will think it less of a crime.
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It’s not that we’re made of blubber,
Ignore that chuckling in back…
We just want to make it over the ice
Without extraneous cracks!
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Let us start with a gradual descent
Into a heated pool…
Then jump in every week or so
Into water increasingly cool.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 
Wish I could write poetry. sigh…you seem to have the knack…:)
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it takes a lot of practice…and finding what kinds of poetry you might do well with. I’m a “shoot from the hip” limerick kind of guy!
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Whitman is a favorite of mine.
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Amen!
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Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, and When Lilac Last in the Dooryard Bloomed, are my two favorites. Walt, who had to have such a hard time in his time, said…we shouldn’t be judgmental, but curious. A writer’s creed…:)
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A very good wrioter’s creed. 🙂
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You are great at finding interesting posts—some of my readers like your post better than my poetry! 🙂
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Nah, they’re just being polite…:)
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