Lake Cane Poetry Archives

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By Paul Felker

Apr 11, 2018

The greatest choice
We get to make
Is how and where
We spend our time

May our lives be
A pursuit of joy
Full of joy, love,
Laughter, and rhyme!

There is a place
Where dear friends
Can always
Be near

A place where
The water is great
No matter the
Time of year!

Lake Cane is
The lake for
The kind, the wise,
And the bold!

A home to
Stupendous swimmers
Whether you’re 8 or
80 years old!

Every moment
Of every season
No moment
Is dim!

The happiest
People on Earth
Are peolpe
Who swim!

Our pursuit can be
A pursuit for more
When we’re joined on
Our endeavour

The greatest moments
Of our lives
Are when we choose
To be together!

By George Mann

Apr 10, 2018

There was a fine swimmer named Luck
A quick young man with a buck
He opened his place
To all who would race
Then he bested them all with his duck

Lake Cane By Joe Mattern

Apr 9, 2018

I Am The First One In
And The Last One Out
Together We Win
And I Have No Doubt

I Am So Blessed
To Have You In My Life
In You I Excel
Thinking As Clear As A Bell

I Am A Better Man Because Of You
And For That, Thank You!

Life of the Lake By Shawn Berg

Apr 9, 2018

your splashing towards me with a breeze
Hoping to call me to the waters Edge
I dip a toe
But must walk away until the morning

Poem 1 By Brian Parramore

Apr 9, 2018

“Woof woof, the Lucky swimmers!”
Was there a one dismayed?
Not though the swimmer knew
someone had blundered.
Theirs was not to make reply.
Theirs was not to reason why.
Theirs was just to swim or die.
Into the Lake of Cane swam the six.

Poem 2 By Brian Parramore

Apr 9, 2018

Gators to the right of them.
Lampreys to the left of them.
Pi-ranners in front of them.
Flashed and gnashed, and roared.
Driven at with tooth and claw.
boldly they swam, and well.
Into the Jaws of death.
Into the mouth of Hell.
Swam the six.

Poem 3 By Brian Parramore

Apr 9, 2018

Flashed all their forelimbs bare.
Flashed as they turned in air.
Stroking through the gators there.
Charging a swarming school,
while all the World wondered.
Plunged in the frothy choke.
Gator bones and teeth lay broke.
Pi-ranner and lamprey
reeled from the freestyle stroke.
Shattered and sundered

Lake Cane – Lucky’s Lake Swim – By Mia Erickson Stevens

Apr 9, 2018

Early in the morning,
When the water is calm,
I’m ready to swim,
Just past the palm.

Swim cap is on,
With my goggles in hand,
I put my toes in,
and feel the sand.

The Lucky’s Lake swimmers,
Take off with a dash,
Swimming across the lake,
With very little splash.

A great way to start,
Your day at sunrise,
By experiencing outdoors,
Is the greatest prize.

By Kira Stevens

Apr 9, 2018

We inspire, we create, when I hit the water, I feel my fate. The creatures don’t scare me, I am free. The fact that there’s other people doesn’t bother me. I am swimming happy, down at Lucky’s Lake, where the gators don’t frighten me. This is my journey to make.