Swimming limerick poem
Posted on 25, June The swim then passes where the Curragower Salmon Fishermen used to moor their angling cots and dry their nets. Some of their cottages are still occupied by the old families. When the tide is full out it is worthwhile to come back to see the impressive waterfalls here. The Treaty Stone is the logo symbol for Limerick Masters Club and features on the race swim hat and in many official representative crests associated with the county. In more recent times Maureen Sparling who has strong links with Limerick Swimming has also written some beautiful poetry about the area.
When swimming towards the castle sometimes the setting sun illuminates the walls with a beautiful light and swimmers have been seen to stop and admire the view. However our advice is to keep the head down as there is still a lot of swimming to be done and this part of the swim can be challenging. The swim then takes you across the mouth of the Abbey River referred to by local fishermen as Hells Gate. However as we will be swimming at high tide we will have an easy crossing.
In recent races it has been observed that many swimmers for some reason or other achieve their fastest times during this part of the swim when passing the Court House, Customs and Revenue buildings.
However some strong swimming will still be required downstream to bring the swimmers past both the Shannon and Limerick Boat Clubs before taking a sharp left into the finish the race near the Sin Bin on Howleys Quay. By Paul Kearney. Search for:.All afternoon I have been struggling to communicate in Italian with Roberto and Giuseppe, who have begun to resemble the two male characters in my Italian for Beginners, the ones who are always shopping or inquiring about the times of trains, and now I can hardly speak or write English.
Short but didn't really help me. Report Reply. Short but nice poem Report Reply. Now that is awesome how he trusts the reader to understand without having to have it broke down in words of one syllable! Great understatement and humor Report Reply.
And this site has the copyright license to publish Collins' poems, I take it? Saying 'we'll take it down if he asks us to' is to act in bad faith. After struggling to communicate with family members today I turned to poetry and found this.
Humorous, calming, clever. Thanks, Billy. Well, the problem is easily fixed - by including the whole thing in this comment. I have made important pronouncements in this remote limestone valley with its trickle of a river, stating that it seems hotter today even than it was yesterday and that swimming is very good for you, very beneficial, you might say.
I also posed burning questions about the hours of the archaeological museum and the location of the local necropolis. But now I am alone in the evening light which has softened the white cliffs, and I have had a little gin in a glass with ice which has softened my mood or— how would you say in English— has allowed my thoughts to traverse my brain with greater gentleness, shall we say, or, to put it less literally, this drink has extended permission to my mind to feel—what's the word?
If, in the month of dark December, Leander, who was nightly wont What maid will not the tale remember? To cross thy stream, broad Hellespont! If, when the wintry tempest roar'd, He sped to Hero, nothing loth, And thus of old thy current pour'd, Fair Venus!
For me, degenerate modern wretch, Though in the genial month of May, My dripping limbs I faintly stretch, And think I've done a feat today. But since he cross'd the rapid tide, According to the doubtful story, To woo, -- and -- Lord knows what beside, And swam for Love, as I for Glory; 'Twere hard to say who fared the best: Sad mortals!
He lost his labour, I my jest; For he was drown'd, and I've the ague. She tried to warn me right from the start, she said she had a friend that had stolen her heart, even though I was warned from the very beginning I liked her so much I kept right on swimming, I know winning her over would be tough to do so, when she gave me an opening I slipped right through, Now that I'm in the water seemed to have gotten deeper, I'm not so sure that she's a real keeper, I think she swims along plays her part, but she can't 'feel' because she doesn't have a heart, I've even thought about backing off so, maybe she could find the soulmate she'd lost, but I also know that she really needs me and swimming away from her isn't quite so easy, but so often I ask myself what role do I play am I just another 'fish' or am I standing in the way, I hate being confused from one day to the next, feels like I'm tangled up in a fisherman's net, a part of me would like to leave and get out of the dark but there's the other side thats madly in love with the shark.
How nice to swim in sea, river, lake and pond! Floating body, pressing water, moving forward How nice to enjoy spattering, splashing sound! Gesturing body, flapping wing, clapping hand, I remember once while swimming with friend To cross the local river to go to enjoy local band Where we saw the singers sang hand in hand In sweet voice, shaking body, hair, opening mind, On the way home longitudinally in river we swam All the while we gossiped and made lots of fun Then we dove, caught fishes, late we returned home Many happy did return in every sun and moon, Now, we swim paying money in swimming pool And in artificial lake without lily though waterful But funless swimming, charmless time passing Though it is a game here with heavy contesting.
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