And it's raining, right now!
This is from my June 1987 burst of poetry writing.
100% Humidity
Why do I feel like
Running out of the house
When the rain explodes over the
Seeds clogging the drainpipe
Obscuring the view
A camera's blurred focus
Flashing me backwards
If foundations should be
Swept away
I want to feel it on my skin
Want the danger
Of being smashed against the rocks
I've never yearned for wings
To split the speed of sound
No, I was the kid
Who dipped her boots
In all the puddles
Watched as Mom
Pulled the stopper from the tub
Sat till the last swirl down the drain
Left me run aground
Turned willingly into a prune
Unready to leave the water's embrace
Perhaps I suspect
This collection of raindrops
Will wash me out to sea
My powerful tail
Will kick off the cumbersome garment
My sisters will dress me in pearls and coral
My hair will sway with the tide
And I'll dance with the mermen
At King Neptune's court
Copyright 1987 Julia Smith
Love the poem but especially these lines
ReplyDeleteMy sisters will dress me in pearls and coral
My hair will sway with the tide
And I'll dance with the mermen
At King Neptune's court
Beautiful!
Julia, that's neat. I like how there is this fear of being washed down the drain, but then it turns to longing to be outside.
ReplyDeleteLovely!
I love your poem, Julia. And I love the lines akelamalu mentioned, too. I can picture that scene vividly in my mind.
ReplyDelete"If foundations should be
ReplyDeleteSwept away / I want to feel it on my skin / Want the danger /
Of being smashed against the rocks"
Loved that!!! it complete evokes how nature can wrap us up in dare devil excitement to the point where you want to join it by flinging yourself off the cliffs.
Okay, I'm ready for my pool pass now. :)
ReplyDeleteI agree.
ReplyDelete"My sisters will dress me in pearls and coral
My hair will sway with the tide
And I'll dance with the mermen
At King Neptune's court"
That bit is fabulous.
This is so romantic, I feel like flying, Julia!! BEAUTIFUL!!
ReplyDeleteI liked it ALL, and didn't know what to pick for favorite. Maybe this:
Perhaps I suspect
This collection of raindrops
Will wash me out to sea
I feel like being washed away I guess! =)
Oh, nice. Swimming with the mermen dressed in pearls and coral. I remember wanting to be a mermail as a kid, pretending, in the swimming pool, to have a mermaid tail. Carol
ReplyDeleteAwesome. Really. I totally just get this.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem :). I loved it. It made my brain tingle, and that's always a great sensation, lol.
ReplyDeletereally enjoyed it,
anna j evans
Julia - great poem again... I too was/ am the girl who is willing to turn into a prune... I'd live in the bath if I had my way.
ReplyDeleteIt's raining here too... a very cold.. my favourite time of year.
Very cool poem Julia. It's so hot here I wish I could be washed away!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, lovely images. I was a real water baby growing up, I remember opening my presents and running to my best friends house to jump into her pool. Now, however, it's the mountains that speak to me, but there are truly lucky places where mountains meet the sea (heaven *g*).
ReplyDeleteLove this bit;
ReplyDelete"If foundations should be
Swept away
I want to feel it on my skin
Want the danger
Of being smashed against the rocks"
And this:
"Turned willingly into a prune
Unready to leave the water's embrace"
You love the water, eh?
i liked all of the water images, they were compimentary and conflicting at the same time. great poem!
ReplyDeleteHi Julia,
ReplyDeleteGreat poem... I love it. The visualizations it surfaces are awesome.
I hope you have others to share.
Thanks!
Bill
I showed your poem to some friends who are suffering from summer.
ReplyDeleteI think we were the same kind of kids.
ReplyDeleteAnd this is a wonderful poem!
"If foundations should be
ReplyDeleteSwept away
I want to feel it on my skin
Want the danger
Of being smashed against the rocks"
Very beautiful! loved your poem.
Very nice. Wish I could do peotry that well!
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