Thinking of Turtles

thinking of turtles
I go straight to fables: The Tortoise and the Hare -
and how slow and steady wins the race
that same old story, been there, done that
think back think back - I’m back in grade school now
Mom didn’t like dogs and cats,
so she got us a turtle        which died in weeks
probably not a good idea   -
one small shared turtle passed around
among six pairs of small eager exploring hands

I think that to live a really long time
a turtle needs to be gigantic
like those huge ones on Galapagos. .  .
how I loved learning in junior high geography
things like how those tortoises can live longer than my grandma
and how folks can ride atop their hard shell backs!

riding riding. . . now I’m back in high school
riding in a boyfriend’s car, sure I must have been
snuggled close to him, but maybe not
he was really into rules and I can’t remember
when wearing seat belts came to be a law!
Alvin was the name of this tall good looking guy
a year or two ahead of me in school
but in a different school from mine
across the Mississippi in a town of Illinois
his hair was dark and wavy, his eyes were brightly blue
even his nose was perfect, and he was so sweet
when he invited me to church camp across the river

for hours playing handsies covertly on our pew
we listened to religion droning on and on
and my mind was not on God
later at his house, making out
I never would have let him get too far
but I could tell he thought I was too fast. . . 

I remember thinking as he drove me home
how slowly and carefully he maneuvered that car
how    slowly    he     articulated    
 every     word    he     spoke
and it entered in my mind
this religious rule abiding boy with the perfect face
and lips that gave such perfect kisses
drove, talked and probably thought
as slowly as a turtle

Alvin never dated me again
I wonder sometimes what he’s doing now
and if        slow        and       steady
won the race
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Babcock Avatar
October 23, 2014 at 4:57 PM
Wow what a nice story from your childhood. He most likely found an opposite of himself and still remains a nice man. Would be nice to go back and see how some turned out. love phyl
Nair Avatar
August 9, 2014 at 11:23 AM
Hi Andrea, Congrats to you. Thanks for your kind visits.It was wonderful reading your poem!!
Ayala Avatar
August 9, 2014 at 9:01 AM
Congratulations on your fine win. I enjoyed reading this wonderful piece of poetry. Great write!Kika
Jerden Avatar
August 8, 2014 at 9:54 AM
I'm back... What are you doing in the HM's? Well done, anyway. Congratulations!
Richards Avatar
August 8, 2014 at 9:30 AM
I have been so consumed with company and family all summer, that I'm missing some wonderful poetry, but so glad I finally had a chance to catch your introspective turtle poem! Such a great story, remembrance and comparison................love the reference to the old story of the turtle winning the race. Great poem, Andrea..a different side!
Song Avatar
August 8, 2014 at 4:34 AM
omw!! what a humorous take on this contest..I want to say AWESOME JOB! And yes, I want to get back on that book in the weeks ahead...Oh yes I do...we will catch up soon, Andrea. I promise.
Horsman Avatar
August 6, 2014 at 3:23 PM
What a wonderful story, and the moral of the story,,, Andrea,,when posting a comment on Annie-Lise poetry yesterday, i went to page two on her comment list, to make sure i had not already done so. and could not post a comment saying i had to log out to post,,,it as just happened here on this poem,,,of course then i had to log back in,,,,
Gibson Avatar
August 2, 2014 at 5:37 PM
This is really entertaining, Andrea; I love the part about the guy you dated. I had a hard time on this one. Started and it laid around for days, pick it up, change a few words...went on for over a week. Finally, I just posted it.
Nair Avatar
July 31, 2014 at 11:19 PM
just checking out what you came up with on the the turtle-theme. Amazing take it is, Andrea. To read about your friend was interesting.
Austin Avatar
July 31, 2014 at 11:00 AM
I remember the painted shell turtles, how kids used to play catch with them. I still feel guilt about their short lives. I don't know about Alvin, but, come on, he was a male. Males of that age only have one thing on their minds. I f they don't they are considered abnormal. I like this sort of stuff, Andrea. Love, daver
Davis Avatar
July 30, 2014 at 11:12 PM
Andrea This is a very creative, interesting, intriguing and sweet write. A story that had me captivated all the way through with love comparisons and twists. Thank you for the great comment on my My Advice poem
Anish Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 11:57 PM
You use your "turtle" experience to good effect in this ode. I had a pet lizard as a kid. Also, a turtle, fish and a cat named "Bilbo". You also tell a tale of lost love which is interesting. Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Macfarlane Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 2:58 PM
Andrea, Alvin (the turtle) was definitely not for you, you would have been 'slowly' driven insane....excellent story and comparison. Hugs
Mcintosh Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 2:06 PM
I like it. Thank you.
Hunter Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 9:48 AM
Haha...clever twist there, Andrea...sometimes I wish I thought as slow as a turtle...;) The last turtle we had, Jyllian covered its shell in little fake sticky diamonds. The turtle escaped...and I imagine it's something of a rock-star among the other turtles....that turtle's got bling!!
Sirak Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 8:05 AM
This is creative and absolutely perfect! You weave words seamlessly into vibrant images and stories like a master artisan with her needle and embroidery thread.
Jerden Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 5:07 AM
uh.. yup, yup... Cool, Andrea! Good luck!
Nehls Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 3:24 AM
Hi, Andrea. This is quite a story you have woven about the turtles and Alvin. This was very well written and enjoyable to read. Thanks for letting us into your memories. I worked in Texas for a while and knew a guy from Oklahoma That took 10 minutes just to say good morning. Wonderful poem, my friend.... Robert.
Docherty Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 1:45 AM
Oh Andrea this is a classic, love how you have weaved so much interest in the way of different stories into this piece. A stroke of brilliance for sure! Bravo...
K. Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 1:33 AM
I really liked how you ended this one, Andrea! hat was a clever twist there-- from turtle to your youth-- I really enjoyed how it almost felt like we were entering your mind as you these things went through your mind-- now I am wondering with you-- what happened to Alvin! Thanks for this very entertaining read, Andrea :)!
Mister Roboto Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 3:42 PM
died in weeks?!? oh how sad! I love your tale here. not tail, tale! We have a pet turtle, a red slider named En'Julio and he is mighty huge. I saved him when he was small as a nickel! Cheers San Andreas! Oh yeah, I wrote a children's book about my turtle~ JOEY
Carroll Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 1:01 PM
Some very nice sentiments and reflections penned here Andrea..
Marcum Wong Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 12:39 PM
Your poem lets us take a peek into the past while taking us back to our own youth. I so enjoyed this poem Andrea. Hope it does well in the contest. P.S. I often drive like a turtle, but never have accidents like my twin who has had many.
Dome Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 10:45 AM
Wish it was me. I'd have clung to you like a snapper turtle with a good sense of taste. You didn't call it myrtle did you?. Turtles are cool. carry their house on their backs and no mortgage..A great write. very visual.maybe he was a turtle in disguise. well done Pete.
Dietrich Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 2:57 PM
this was so sweet of you to say, Peter. I think I painted myself as a "bad girl" here, which I really wasn't at all. I just had sweet romance on my mind!!!
Manassian Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 3:26 AM
WOMAN!!!! Seriously now!!!! You are just a big show off! ;) ;) Pure genius! I'm serious....I was wondering where you were leading us with it all...On Andrea...slow and steady has its merits...for sure...but...oh it's not for me! I want fire and storm...hurricane and SPEED...Ok...not all the time! ;) WOMAN! Wonderful read. Cyndi will like th enjambment and what you did with spacing. I have no GHOST of a chance with her with my addled brain in RHYME! Hugs
Dietrich Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 2:57 PM
eileen, you have come up with really great stuff in your own particular free verse style. Give it a WHIRL, GIRL!
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