Snorkeling by Eric Wiggin

Plunge into freezing cold water

Like a pool of ice cubes against my skin

Dip my head underneath

Endless sand beneath my flippers

Grey rocks everywhere

Schools of small fish all around

A bat ray slithers under the sand

Welcoming me to the ocean

*I chose to write about snorkeling because it was my favorite memory from 6th Grade Camp.  It was the very first time I had gone snorkeling.  I liked looking at all of the sea life.  I even got to touch a shark!  I wanted to write a poem that used IMAGERY to describe this experience.