Night Swimming

How I feel when I swim at night.

The beauty of the quiet night
Entices me to have a swim,
And as I step into the water
I begin to forget my troubles.

As I stretch my arms out
The water drifts me away,
And I float along freely
Without any restraints.

I hardly hear any noises
Besides those that I make,
And those of the crickets
That sing their sweet tune.

As I began to fully relax
So do my mind and my soul
And thoughts begin to flow
While new ideas are planted.

While I bask under the moonlight
These ideas gain a new depth
And I am able to understand,
Much more than I could before.

I step out of the water feeling,
Like I could take on the world
And solve almost any problem
Thank God for night swimming.

Author's Note

Reviews please

Reviews

I am a swimmer and there is nothing that makes me happier then just being in the water. I can relate to this, i like it alot.

[Ashley.M.E]

this is a nice poem, as many said it''s easy to relate to and well writen. Well done.

[haley]

I like this a lot. Its easy to relate to and has obvious passion behind it. Great

[Kasey Jones]

I can relate to this. The descriptions are great. Maybe you should find a picture that sort of shows a scene like this to enhance the poem. It still paints a vivid picture without an actual picture, though.

[Sam Cambell]

I really like it. I go swimming at night all the time, and I think the poem really conveyed the feelings of peace and deep thought you can get from the experience. I love the way the poem didn't rhyme. It helps increase the feeling of freedom you get from the poem. Good job : )

[Alex Thomas]

Inspiring. As I've never been swimming at night, I think you do a pretty good job describing the emotion you get as you swim at night. You used bask incorrectly. Try to substitute another word like, "glint of the moonlight" or something better than "glint"...

[Jong Schrijver]

Thanks yeah that's my bad. Bask is not a noun, that's not what I was supposed to write but it's late haha.

[Gianna Perry]

I love this poem. My only concern is that 'bask' isn't a noun (or is it? It's late, I'm braindead). But other than that, you show emotion and your affection for this beautifully. I love stanza six. It's sort of inspiring :D