Poetic Blooming Life's a Beach Swimming

Not Drowning but Waving

(from Stevie Smith’s Not Waving But Drowning) 

Everybody watched the swimmer

Splashing, kicking, playing

They held their breath as he flailed about

And not drowning but waving

He made things appear difficult

But he survived
They pulled him out despite his shout he was okay
He thrived

Oh, yes, yes, yes, he’s gangly and awkward

Adventurously playing
He’s not one to make things look easy
And not drowning but waving