Lessons of practicality, experience embrace
Falling flat on face, rehashing, cultural steps in chase
Irony has extra paddles, shoreline castles crumble
Forwards and backwards intertwining, erasing mistakes
What was, is, buoyantly, pleasantly watering the dust
Tracing sideway corridors, so since, before and after
That's there she went, thirty years old with bad grammar
Finding life's prohibitions, preference modalities
Filed away toy imaging, breezy movie flickering
Beyond into clouds, outlines of travel schedules now smitten
Sails of experimentation, layers horizon
Hip, hip, hooray, yet some things bore, scorch memories
Begging acceptance, porting charades of forgiveness seeds
Wheel of fortune, symbolic realization leaps
Favor of satisfaction, Epicurean linguistic
Euphonic communication, lit'rature through side doors
Freedom is a luxury, thoughts find not space confinement
Explorative espial journey, mists saying, 'Hey!'
Stretching out, wondering around, sudden discoveries
Reinvention on a Merry-Go-Round, pliable test
Can a not for sure seek miracles, a day of rest


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Nicely done. Wouldn't we all wish for that extra paddle in life.
I still hope so for all.
I need extra paddles, extra boats, extra life jackets, snacks.
My goodness Peter, you were paddling someone in one of your recent posts as I recall. You said you wanted to be Ester williams or was it Betty Davis, not sure, but the point is you like to whack things, so I believe one pill a month flying Nun the perfect role model.
Made me look up espial. Hmmmm..
Actually I found this word by accident. I have a very old Theasaurusrex I use to check spellings and this word was the first one I saw. I thought, 'What a strange word. I wonder if it is from The Great North of Canada, but I suddenly noticed the meaning of this word was exactly what I wanted to say. Now for those wondering it's meaning, no it is not a derivative of Espanol.
If only it were simple to erase mistakes, william...there isn't an eraser big enough for mine, dam!
In Zen, a mistake is a closed door.
Can't it be an open one?
Have you been eavesdropping on my life? Sounds all SO familar!
Is my name Tom? I'll take a look at my birth certificate.
favor os satisfaction...."hey"....a day of rest
I figured,William...you are sitting in your poetic Porch!Wonderful!
"Horses eat hay." is what the nuns always said to us. Every chance I get I use a good old hey. Just rebelling at their cruelty, for the desire was not kindness. Now I have to go look up espial.
Does this mean you didn't like Sally Fields as a Nun. She was a bit flightly once a month.
I try to avoid being up a certain creek without at least an extra paddle, Bill.
Don't you have crocodiles and other prehistoric monsters? You do realize they want your vegemite.
We do, Bill. And, yes, the buggers want my Vegemite. But they're not getting it!
I have the feeling that this is about a specific individual, perhaps a present or past celebrity.
Please sit down John and put the plate of celery sticks on the table because this ain't about a celebrity. It's about a White Trash Hillbilly, namely me.
See, I was correct!
Put on some Buck Owens and tell the wife you'd like her to dress like Minnie Pearl.
Heeeeeee Haw!
I have to keep a dictionary at hand to read your poems.
I learn a new word often.
Thank you William
Please read my above answer to MC.
a merry go round test?? Oh rats!! ANother test that I will fail.
Failure is an impossibility.
does one get a second pass on the merry go round test.
They give you a certificate and then it's Hi ho Hi ho, it's off to work you go.
What about the rest of us? Will we get a certificate, too?
Most of my Gather friends are certifiable I think. The people in white smocks at your door want to take you away and not to Disneyworld, but you should mention this as a choice.
does it matter IF I am merry go round deprived?? I have no way to practice.
You're on one unless you are flying.
I just got home. First a much needed bath and then to relax and read my Gather friends, spies and aliens.
Sounds to me it is about a specific person too, one that you don't like particularly, and perhaps a political one, I had one come into my mind when I read it, but I've probably got it all wrong. Goodnight William, in case I don't see you later. love you, Elsie
Sorry to interrupt your Ballet lesson, but this is totally autobiographical.
See, I told you I was probably wrong, as I often am, and don't worry about interrupting my ballet lesson, haven't been on my toes in years.
So you are starting a flat footed style of Ballet movement, eh???
I consider myself lucky to have any movement at all, lol , goodnight William, I love you
LOL. I know not how to respond. Goodnight and sweet dreams Elsie.
well done, i wish we all had that extra paddle too
You gonna whack someone with the paddle, eh.
I always take a jug of water and a Dr. Barry Sears Candy bar everywhere I go as my extra paddles or pacifiers. Don't know exactly who or what you are referring to here, just thought I would put my two cents worth in whether off topic or not, I don't know.
You're probably more on topic than I am.
Sometimes we are just looking in the wrong place, and the spare was there all along too! Wonderful write!
I don't know about the rest of the population, but I need all the paddles I can get!
I feel your narrator groping their way through this confusing world, sometimes "begging acceptance" and sometimes stumbling upon miracles.
Yes!!!!!!!!! Thank you.
Cheers for Ann--hitting the proverbial nail on the proverbial head!
I like that word "espial." I had to look it up too.
Tis is so shocking and surprising. I thought all llama breeders used this word. I'd bet Russ uses it daily.
William, have you ever considered you recording yourself reading your poems? Last night while watching a PBS show there was a discussion about hearing poetry read aloud, how it enhances the words. I would love to hear you reading yours. Just a thought.
Thank you, but I have some speech problems due to my stroke. It's not bad, but it does take away my ability to nuance some phrases properly.
I was watching PBS late one night this week and there was a show discussing a project where people read poetry. One of the participants who was in a wheelchair and had great difficulty reading was featured. Her reading of the poem was powerful! I still think it would be a true blessing to hear your poems in your voice.
Dear Bill, you're inimitable! :-) How they put it in French?...
Blessings and best wishes in a plenty - S.
Well, ther are French fries. I'm really surprised most do not get the gist of this. I might as well have written this in French..
yet some things bore, scorch memories.....I think you are a very normal person underneath all that alphabet.
Yes, of course, sanity is my box of chocolates.
Hey!
That's all I got to say.
Well, this too,
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
White Trash Hillbilly William? I resemble that remark
It's all my fault, Debra. It was in response to my errant comment.
LOL John, I'm a hillbilly too
Actually, I jest, but things are not that far removed. My penniless parents eloped on Christmas Day 1951. They were just past 17, I would say they fled Paducah to stop their parents trying to annul the weddiing. The settled in Detroit.
LOL, Peter!!! I agree, I need extra paddles, and boats, etc. too.
Send a few extra paddles my way... and maybe a life jacket.
I've been away. Comments have blossomed into conversations as fun as the poem I was settling down to read. I'll need many paddles to catch up with myself, but meanwhile I'll not drown. Lovely poem William.
As Sheila remarked, the comments are almost as interesting as your poem!
n.
1. The act of watching or observing; observation.
2. A taking notice of something; a discovery.
3. The fact of being seen or noticed.
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[Middle English espiaille, from Old French, from espier, to watch; see espy.]
From the Online Dictionary.
I'm not sure any of that would help me understand John Walter!