Skinny dippers

Skinny dipping in the bay,
Just my tired ten toes.
One last hurrah.
So cool to the touch,
Yet still warm enough.
Tall ships beyond,
Sailing waters smooth.
Slow dancers on glass,
Till the north breeze cuts in.
A parka parade in tow,
Plump with fine-feathered down.
Reminders of last night’s date,
A web footed sailor.
Who left me in the cold,
Just like every year.

Swimming fast into autumn…