Monday, September 28, 2009

Learning to Swim-A true story

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 :

Betty Manousos:cutand-dry.blogspot.com said...

So sweet poem. Thanks for sharing:)
xxx

vision2eyes@gmail.com said...

great blog keep up the good work

Lisa said...

Great Poem!!

MiMi said...

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." : )

kel said...

Very sweet!!!

Steven Anthony said...

awesome poem....and about me getting out more...I know, right..lol

Angela said...

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

Stephanie Faris said...

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.

WhiteSockGirl said...

I love your poems!!! How long have you been writing poems? It seems as if you have written more than just a few.

Alicia said...

awww that's so sweet! i bet your mom would love it!

Chelsea Talks Smack said...

this was so pretty, loved.

Nap Warden said...

I am always impressed by your poems...great stuff!

Joanne said...

I felt like I was there with you - beautiful poem!!

Gloria said...

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!

BeautifulWreck said...

Thanks for sharing with us. Keep on.

SPEAKING FROM THE CRIB said...

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

Alice in Wonderland said...

I loved the poem! It was so beautiful. It brought back memories of when I first started to swim!

Lola Lakely said...

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.

Children of the 90s said...

This is a really sweet poem! Thanks for posting.

Theta Mom said...

You are rockin the poems lately girl! Woo Hoo!

carma said...

yay! I'm glad it was successful at the end of the day. I still swim like crap :-(

Tamela said...

aw that is such a great poem!! I hope you share more!

magda said...

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.

blueviolet said...

I love this little poem! You wrote it? I'm amazed. :)

Captain Dumbass said...

Nice work, VL.

Melissa B. said...

Perseverance...that's what it's all about, correctamundo?

♥ Braja said...

As a poet? I loved that :)