War at the local pool:
cannonball bodies, tanned submarines
and high-dive missiles let loose.
A free-for-all kamikaze coup.
The lifeguard’s whistle cautions
a fleet of running feet,
but the heat warning screams,
“Abandon your flesh to the sun’s bruise!”
I heed the warning and leave my reclined seat
by the false, choppy sea
to dive dangerously into the deep end,
amidst an unruly army of arms and limbs
and then, a welcome escape ladder,
which I quickly ascend and
learn to drip with dignity.
©2023 | K.F. Hartless
Artwork: Leon Kossoff “Children’s Swimming Pool”





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