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Sunday, July 26, 2009
Poetry Train Monday - 111 - In His Neighbour's Boat
Ride the Poetry Train!
For today's piece of found poetry, I'm heading back into my 1980 diary.
That summer I lived the thrill of my first romantic relationship. This is from an afternoon and evening spent at my boyfriend's house. He lived on a lake and was one of seven kids. Coming from a family of two sisters myself, I just adored being gathered into the mob of his large family.
In His Neighbour's Boat
Mr. Savage found me a
Bathing suit
Philip, Barney, Brigie and I
Went swimming
The water was
Warm
I stayed for supper
Clam chowder, which was
Good
Pat lent me his
PA High School grey sweatpants
And an orange jacket
I went sailing
With Philip
In his neighbour's boat
While the neighbour
- Peter -
And Philip
Set up the boat
I held onto Hannah
Peter's delightful little baby
Sailing
Was a lot of fun
We had to
Watch out for
Speedboats
Skiers
The waves
They made
Were fun
- Julia Smith, July 26, 2009 / original text July 22, 1980
Dorothy says I loved being part of my friends big families, too.
Shelley Munro says I loved the sense of fun and family you showed us in this poem.
Louise says Loved it, Julia :o)
Cute. I loved being part of my friends big families, too. Is that you behind the speedboat?
ReplyDeleteIts a cute poem Julia.
ReplyDeleteI loved the sense of fun and family you showed us in this poem.
ReplyDeleteDorothy - No! That's definitely not me waterskiing. I grabbed the picture off the net.
ReplyDeleteNikki - Thanks!
Shelley - I got that sense from my diary entry. Instead of focusing on the boyfriend, I was focused on feeling like an extra member of the whole crew.
I love summer's spent on the lake.
ReplyDeleteLoved it, Julia :o)
ReplyDeleteHello! Do visit my Mumbai Photo blog when you have the time...lots of updates!
ReplyDeletefun on the water - happy days.
ReplyDeleteI finally made it here!!
ReplyDelete(couldn't stop playing with those found poems!)
I love yours! What a great idea, pulling out your old diaries. Lovely.
very cool!
ReplyDeleteThis will be me in a few yrs time, looking back at past poetry and journals!
I've never had this sort of experience, being part of a bigger family (and feeling like I'm part of it). I've always wished for it, though.
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