The first time
is the last chance
to adorn the face
with innocent sparks.
The last time
to remain untouched
from the burn
that comes with groping.
No more chances
left to kiss
Mother,
at least with clean cheeks.
The last moment
to pause in thought
while carving diaries
with hearts that connect to clouds.
Toss the pink sweaters,
and cloak shoulders
with black,
so as to avoid the questions.
Take heed, child,
of which characters wear mascara;
flashing pop art
to attract the swagger of a stranger.
The first time
is the last time
that you will ever have
a first time.
Author notes
3os, and a father to a daughter
A contest entry
- The First Time... by trista.
700 points, ended September 7, 2008, 20 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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"Toss the pink sweaters and cloak shoulders with black."
I think that alone says it all.
Nice write.
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I like this one.
There's a lot of things that pop out to me. Such as drawing hearts, doodling his/or her's name - how that's just taken away in a flash. Or, the last stanza. That one's probably my favorite. Probably the most true out of the entire poem, for me.
I've never talked to my dad about these things.
Never will. I think it's gotta' take a certain bond. Or, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it just seems harder.
Kudos.
Sincerely,
sarah ~
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Hi Ryan,
Wow...you have no idea how far back in time this takes me...I can say for certain just how right you are about drawing hearts inside of notebooks or journals, as I'd bet (large amounts of) money I never did that again once I'd lost my virginity.
It takes away so much more than I realized at that age.
The poem is wonderful and speaks for itself, so I really have nothing to offer on that.
I think father's and daughters have more trouble talking about this than mothers, or even fathers and sons, so it's wonderful to get a perspective from you, since you are a dad already. Not sure if you've been through this yet with your daughter, but if not...or if you currently are...I wish for you all the wisdom it takes.
Thank you so much for your entry, and good luck in the contest!
Best wishes,
~J.
P.S. We've missed you over at the PO contests!
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That's true. What's done cannot undone.
On the other hand, there's a first time for everything. Hard to imagine remaining a virgin all one's life unless you have a religious vocation.
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boldly done!
and wise too...unfortunately too many innocents do not
understand what they are attracting.
well done poet, bold to do...the first time is the last
time that you will ever have a "first time" and the
memories of it too! Will it be a regret or treasured
keepsake.
ears/Seattle
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Neat.
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