I wrote this poem awhile ago but have not posted on my blog before. I am going to write up more about our trip to NYC hopefully for tomorrow. I have been sleeping most of the day, after the busy weekend and work last night I am pooped.
I want to thank everyone who followed me along and enjoyed the pictures. Steven Anthony at No excuses, No explanation you need to get out more xx. I have since learned how to post more than one picture per post via the BlackBerry thanks to Adam at Throwing Quarters so maybe the next trip I will be more organized...
I was learning to swim,
At the age of eight,
Back in the summer of '68.
The water was clear,
I didn't think I was ready,
Mother reassured, and kept me steady.
The old castle had fallen,
The water it's moat.
Would I be able to stay afloat.
A fortnight we stayed,
In Wales on holiday.
In a Roman home made of stone and hay.
I finally jumped in,
With inflatable swimmers.
And closed my eyes to the waters glimmers.
Afraid at first,
I splashed about.
Trying to be brave and not shout.
Mother stands close,
And my sisters cheer.
The other shore didn't seem so near.
I kept on trying,
And stayed in the water.
Wanting to swim, the youngest daughter.
The moat and me,
All through the day.
And by sundown......I was swimming away.

27 comments:
So sweet poem. Thanks for sharing:)
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great blog keep up the good work
Great Poem!!
That's a good one! My learning to swim poem would be this: "Never jumped in, I was a big dork; I still can't swim and would rather step barefoot on a fork." : )
Very sweet!!!
awesome poem....and about me getting out more...I know, right..lol
Hello! Great blog! Great title too, Vodka Logic, that's classic!
I love all things New England and reading your posts from your weekend in New York made me long to be there. I'm excited to come back and read more, so I became a follower!
Angela from Angela's Soliloquy
Beautiful!
I have an iPhone imitation and still haven't gotten blogs to work on it. I can read my blog and the comments but I can't post comments. I'm getting an iPhone next year so maybe I'll just wait 'til then.
I love your poems!!! How long have you been writing poems? It seems as if you have written more than just a few.
awww that's so sweet! i bet your mom would love it!
this was so pretty, loved.
I am always impressed by your poems...great stuff!
I felt like I was there with you - beautiful poem!!
Loved it, great choice of words, brought back memories of when I first learnt to swim. Perhaps I'll post that one day!
Looking forward to seeing more of your poetry . . and yes, Gilbert and George are dogs, Colin the lovely hubby and Trojan, my son!!!
Have a great week!
Thanks for sharing with us. Keep on.
LOVED IT! LOVED IT! that's my favorite so far! i could completely see it all in my head! altho we all know i am completely insane so that might not be saying much
I loved the poem! It was so beautiful. It brought back memories of when I first started to swim!
This poem was adorable. I loved the picture that accompanied it as well. Also, I was reading one of your other posts one of which mentioned the comedy club. Which comics did you see? I have a friend who has performed there and I wonder if he was there the night you saw it.
This is a really sweet poem! Thanks for posting.
You are rockin the poems lately girl! Woo Hoo!
yay! I'm glad it was successful at the end of the day. I still swim like crap :-(
aw that is such a great poem!! I hope you share more!
Nice. Is this a poem written about the actual experience of learning to swim with your mother? I enjoyed it and envy such an experience. Maybe my boys will feel inspired to write about such sweet times when they are older.
More poetry! More sweet memories please.
I love this little poem! You wrote it? I'm amazed. :)
Nice work, VL.
Perseverance...that's what it's all about, correctamundo?
As a poet? I loved that :)
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