Emerging Writer: Poem for Poetry Jam

Saturday, 4 June 2011

Poem for Poetry Jam

I haven't been in the Poetry Jam since it's inauguration but I've a few pieces about swimming, mainly composed with my head in the water so this week's prompt here sent me scurrying back.

Update: Removed for reworking

17 comments:

Titus said...: Effective. Particularly like that second line.

Just got to go non-Jam - what format do I buy Plan B in for the ordinary Windows computer? I've got PDF, HTML and two types of plain text to choose from, and I'm confused.; 5 June 2011 at 00:17
Emerging Writer said...: Hi Titus

Thanks for that. Non-Jam. well, it's up to you. You can download software very easily for the pc to read books as if it were a Kindle. That's quite good or you can download PDF. I think if you buy it on smashwords, you can try all formats for the one price. Let me know!; 5 June 2011 at 09:43
Sioux Roslawski said...: What a wonderful poem about a child, I'm assuming...

Yes, they surpass us quickly in so many ways.; 5 June 2011 at 17:07
Emerging Writer said...: Thanks Sioux, don't they just!; 5 June 2011 at 19:07
Unknown said...: That time when we were level
passed us by.

That line could be applied to so many different kinds of relationships. It sent my mind off on spider diagrams :); 5 June 2011 at 21:36
Enchanted Oak said...: Simple and deep. Nice work.; 5 June 2011 at 22:03
Helen said...: That magical moment when our children begin to come into their own - when no matter how hard we might try, they surpass us. And it's all good.; 5 June 2011 at 22:40
Emerging Writer said...: That's great Jessica. I love it when someone else's poem triggers a thought in me. Will be fascinated to see what comes out.

thanks Oak. Simple like me!; 5 June 2011 at 23:27
Emerging Writer said...: Helen - help-ma-bob. I hope they're not reading the comments. They haven't realised yet.; 5 June 2011 at 23:27
Brian Miller said...: smile. makes me think of my boys who get closer and closer to passing me with each new year...soon enough i will need my headstart...nice verse...

just popped my jam up; 6 June 2011 at 12:51
Peter Goulding said...: A good metaphor. I suppose we all want our children to outstrip us, though in my case, it wasn't much of a challenge for them. My daughter won't even let me win an occasional game of Cluedo.; 6 June 2011 at 13:46
Emerging Writer said...: Thanks Brian. Outstripped in many ways now. Peter - I'm with you. I'll worry if they start writing poetry.; 6 June 2011 at 14:21
Bagman and Butler said...: We have a picture on our refrigerator of the first time my son beat me in arm wrestling. Great poem -- our jobs are to help our children exceed us.; 6 June 2011 at 16:15
NanU said...: That time when we were level, so hard to catch! So hard to admit sometimes you've been looking for it. Wonderful poem.; 6 June 2011 at 17:38
Emerging Writer said...: Thanks Bagman. You should post the photo up!
Thanks Nanu I've never caught it. Except with shoe sizes; 6 June 2011 at 17:47
Anonymous said...: Reminds me when each of my 5 children surpassed me in height (not tough to do at 5 feet tall). Loved the simplicity and depth.

I played this week for the first time. Hope you'll stop by: Free Fall.; 6 June 2011 at 22:31
Emerging Writer said...: It is strange being the shortest in the family.; 6 June 2011 at 23:15