Tiny footprints on the lake;
dancing invisible beings sky-diving
when the cloud hide’s the sun’s eyes.
Our fathers would have licked us
had they seen us stripped naked,
arching into the canal
just beyond the clutch of bushes
that screened us from their view.
Boney bent ballerinas
budding bolder in the cool water
as we synchronized slipping
in up to our knobby knees,
braving it further to our thin thighs,
finally doubling over to wet
our branchy arms, bringing
water to our freckled faces
and then,
the decision
to throw ourselves completely in
or tiptoe out to the jeers of our girlfriends.
What little splashes we were in that life.
The canal went dry, and so did our lives.
The closest thing to skinny dipping
Is when we go out in the rain
without the raincoats our mothers
warned us to take with us, to let
the sky hide footprints of sorrow
splatting on our sagging breasts.
Can’t tell the raindrops from the paindrops.
Author notes
Eventually a sweetheart wrote a song abotu me....it is titled, she Loves Walking In The Rain"..."Can't tell the paindrops from the raindrops...she loves walking in the rain..."
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A contest entry
- Watching the rain by Nereida Nightshade.
313 points, ended January 6, 2007, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Very sweet write of memories of the past mixed with metophors of our lifes. Lovely write, nice soothing flow, yet the last line says so much bringing it all together on a much deeper level.
Wonderful work!
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thank you for your comment. Those times were so innocent and dear....we thught e were so naughty....we had no idea how naughty naughty could be.
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I like it has a great feel and a wonderful flow. Thanks for entering and best of luck!
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thank you Astral Dream eyes... I love the kickstart to memory that so many of these contests are giving me...I had a stroke in 82 and forgot many things...slowly they ahve come back..and just when I think I have them all, something perks another memory.....this one is a favorite
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