Bright, sunny, cool morning with no breeze
Above the blue, nirmal sky, not a bit cloudy,
Enclosed with buildings except on one side,
For green foliage looks peeps into the pool,
I am swimming back-stroke in MiGClub.

Pigeons more than dozen crowded
Perching on one side of the pool, drinking
Water and as I get near them taking off
On to the sky, disfigured by three wires,
Below the small black birds up above.

They are soaring almost like kites,
Takes me a few seconds to make out
They are all swallows flying unusually
Straight and not the quick flip-flip style
I know them for, on Mithi river bridge.

I push myself back, breathing steadily,
In my red swimwear, but with earplugs
Blue in color, getting tensed up a little
When I return from deep end, for I learnt
To swim after I crossed my 42nd year!

Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

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