In my day summer fun was crazy!
Malta comes to mind, vivid memories.
Playing water polo in the roughest sea!
Crazy!
Snorkelling on my own, two minutes down,
looking up, fifty foot, gagging!
Worth it, the wonders seen, amazing!
Crazy!
Three times rescued, suffering cramp,
swimming, the worse, with a friend,
we'd swam a bay one k., halfway back, it struck!
Crazy!
Diving off a thirty-foot cliff,
swimming up the cliffs water spout,
on rough days could be seen for miles!
Crazy!
Oh! I could do it all again, sadly now not even a maybe!
We, the wife and me, still enjoy the summer sun,
on our patio with family and friends, fun, but never
Crazy!
All true, the friends who saved my life, Alan Hobbs
Captain Ian Spence, then a bunch of mates,
who noticed I was being battered by the heavy seashore surf.
Crazy!
Summer Fun Poetry Contest - Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
06/15/2018
Categories:
snorkelling, crazy, fun, summer,
Form: Blank verse
One gnashing of teeth
makes a star fall billions of miles away
A tiny turn in a flower makes angels turn
The flutter of a strange butterfly
Is in my mouth my heart my hands my feet
As the universe
In and around me cry
Large raindrops fall
Busy making the circuit
from Precambrian days
Puddle to pool to river to sea
The humming beauty bivouacing inside me -
Sea to ocean to snorkelling whales,
fun, vapour, cloud and sky
Trysting with the cosmic fall
O, my, my !
Charged and seeded, full of child
Weeping, heavy with labour, wild
fat and veined, in ecstasy
blue belly filled
with water, corn, life, dreams distilled
From tubs of tangerine
In earnestness and sin
The angel and the butterfly
Over my head this evening flew
Lifting up the crimson sky
O, my, my !
Categories:
snorkelling, inspirationalme, universe,
Form: Free verse