Clam digging can be yucky
standing in sand that is mucky;
sinking into goo so deep
probing for clams that aren’t asleep!
Standing in sand that is mucky
trying to catch a scooter who’s plucky;
sinking into goo so deep
while chasing a mollusk always out of reach!
Trying to catch a scooter who’s plucky
sinking into goo so deep
while chasing a mollusk always out of reach
clam digging can be yucky!
Author notes
My first Pantoum in remembrance of my first clam digging with my Dad at Oyster Bay, LI. I hated it, but my parents wanted to have some fresh clams for dinner! I hated shell fish even then, and now I know why I did. Our heavenly Father tells us not to eat 'em in His word 'cause they're unclean & are the vacuum cleaners of the seas! 
A contest entry
- Summer Fun, Family And Vacation, Bandits Only Contest by BluesMan.
3500 points, ended August 11, 5 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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First Pantoum? You did a wonderful job on this poem! Unique subject and insight of a summer activity that few would see otherwise. This poem seems to be from a childs or young persons perspective, which adds to the charm of this write. Well done my Bandit sister!
Thanks for your participation in this Bandit contest!
Brother Dennis
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LOL...
Phantoum? 
Yes...this is my first Pantoum! The poem is from the perspective of the 9 year old girl who went clam digging against her best wishes. Thanks always for your encouraging comments Dennis. 
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A wonderful first Pantoum. Well written and spot on to the form. Yuck I know about the goo that you speak of. It must of been in a bay, cause there's no goo on the beach. Well rhymed with great flow Thank you for entering the Bandits Only Contest
Bill
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My First Pantoum
in memory of my first clam digging venture [and last!] in Oyster Bay...read the AN..a day I'll never forget. Thanks for holding this contest, for without it my memory might not have been jarred to remember. 
Thanks for the HM Bill. Do hope & pray 
that you're feeling better than you were. 
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Oh this is a good one! A nice remembrance of vacations from long ago, that stay within your heart of memories. Good luck to your in the contest!
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Thanks doll!
My first, last & vivid experience of clam digging in the bay! Happy to know you enjoyed this write. I appreciate your read & encouraging words.
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I love your description of clam digging from a child's perspective. I can imagine a youthful you saying," Dad this is yucky". Your author's notes were illuminating. I was unaware that clams were unhealthy since, as a vegetarian, I no longer eat meat or fish. It is a pleasure to read the work of a fellow Bandit. Peace, Liz
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I could do
nothing more than write about this clam digging experience which is so indelibly etched in my mind. I was a child & still have that child's aversion to 'mucky' & 'yucky' things! I'm a Bible Scholar & clams, shellfish & fish without scales are determined unfit & unclean for human consumption by The Creator [along with other nasty things which He qualifies]. Even before I became a Bible Student I knew this from my studies in Nutrition. Thanks for your read & I'm glad you enjoyed my write.
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I like this poem reminiscing about clam digging on the beach. I remember watching for the small air-holes I could see on the top of the wet sand, which would tell us where the clams were. I don't think we ever collected enough to feed us or be worthwhile cooking, but I remember the challenge as fun.
I think the rhyme choice is different and fun, like a child would describe the experience: (yucky - mucky - plucky). I would replace "having to be" with "standing", kneeling", crawling - the actual act in the sand. Also, you use the connecting word "that" quite a bit.
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Hey....
U R right...I forgot about the air-wholes! That was in the shallow part, but Dad had me going knee deep where I could still reach under & search. I remember going home with the buckets of clams with me in the back seat & those clams were playing with me & spitting! Thanks for your suggestions. I put some of them to use. I so appreciate a cogent comment & suggestion. 
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great poem. well written. great rhythm and rhyme. vivid imagery. keep writing poet. thank you for sharing your talent and entering. God bless you always
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TY!
This was a memory that's quite clear in my mind. Always wanting to be an obedient child [at least in my pre-teens!] I endured what I felt to be torturous for the sake of the clams my parents wanted to eat. 
Your read & comment are appreciated!
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I love clams and I do remember as a kid going clam digging. Great job.
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I'll never forget
my first and last adventure clam digging! *facepalm. Thanks for your read & comment!
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