Wednesday, June 26, 2019

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TO SCHOOL AND BACK
As a child i walked to school and back
Holding my younger sister's hand we went our way
Our school bags had straps, we sang songs of knapsacks
We walked in plain white sneakers called (crepesoles)
Laced up the front, we walked to school and back
We scrubbed and whitened with liquid white polish
Our (crepesoles); laces we washed then laced them back
Walking home from school, there were stop points
Mango trees, Tamarind trees, boys pelted stones, whack!
Fruit fell, we all, girls and boys scrambled a few
Though far, we walked all the same to school and back
TO SCHOOL AND BACK © gillena cox


Blog hopping today with

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Walk



THIS POEM IS A DRY DAY, A LITTLE ADVENTURE, A BRIDGE
This poem is a dry day
This poem is a little adventure
This poem is a bridge

The mud, still squelching after the rain,
Leaves nothing to anyone's gain,
Least of all to a timid little girl,
Her hair forever sets in a stray curl,
This poem is a dry day.

They set out to go to a school friend's house,
Why does she have to be such a mouse?
We all walk in sapats with tyre straps,
Our wooden soles sounds a racket in laps,
This poem is a little adventure.

Oh come on we all walked across the plank
Why didn't you stay back if you're such a blank
Come on, the wooden plank is sturdy
Oh come on cross over cross over hurry
This poem is a bridge

This poem is a dry day, this poem is a little adventure, this poem is a bridge
THIS POEM IS A DRY DAY, A LITTLE ADVENTURE, A BRIDGE
© gillena cox


Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Bridge





DURABLY BAD
Plastic Bag looked might sad
We choked some whales a tad
Surely we are out
Without any doubt
They say we are just durably bad
DURABLY BAD © gillena cox


Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Plastic bag




REVISIT
26 June 2017

22 comments:

  1. Three little gems! Love the adventures in the first two but the last one is a sad and cautionary tale.

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  2. Thanks for your appreciation Sumana

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  3. Your first poem took me back to days when we used to clean and polish our shoes. I dont know that kids do that any more, they likely discard them and buy new..........it was a less wasteful time back then. I LOVE your "This poem" poem....gorgeous!

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Sherry

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  4. Lovely lovely powerful! Three Poets United prompts in one is quite a feast you've prepared for us. The plastic bags! On their way out for sure. The poem as a bridge! Adventure and rhythm to accompany it. And today's, my dear! I had to polish my saddle shoes which took me walking to the bus stop--not as far as you, but this poem conjured all those memories. I hated the saddle shoes, but loved the walk.

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Susan

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  5. I enjoyed all these, particularly the first. I had a satchel just like that, and used to whiten my sneakers (which then we called sandshoes) just like that. The landscape of Tasmania, where I spent my childhood, was very different, however!

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Rosemary

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  6. When walking to and fro school with your mates you naturally took the long way round to have as much adventure as possible before sitting in school all day! This took me backmany years indeed.

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Robin
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  7. This is incredibly evocative, Gillena ๐Ÿ’– I remember having the exact same satchel but red in colour .. sigh to go back in time and relive those childhood days ๐Ÿ˜Š

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Sanaa
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  8. oh I loved walking along which brought me back to the past, heard the squelching of the mud and loved the lightness and power of the durably bad. Lovely poems

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  9. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„thanks for your appreciation Marja

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  10. Ah, now I get it. It's three poems together, that's why I didn't see where to leave the comment earlier on...lol!

    Anyway, the walk To School and Back, I love it. It brings back so many lovely memories of my childhood.

    Your rhyming Bridge is a wonderful adventure; a refreshing take on the prompt. And the brevity of the Durable Bad, delivers a punch.

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  11. Thanks for your appreciation Khaya๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„

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  12. Childhood walks to and from school can be filled with joys and sorrows.

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    1. Happy you dropped by Maggie

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  13. Beautiful poems, Gellina! But, the first one that talks about the walks to school and back is special...a real treat! Thanks!

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  14. Thanks for your appreciation Panchali

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  15. These are so authentic sounding. Loved all three, but first was my favorite.

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  16. Thanks for your appreciation Sara

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