Time to gather in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ Bjorn is tending bar ~ he requests we compose a Ballad Poem. Not the easiest of tasks [ I think ] If you will indulge, I am posting an oldie. Next on my list ~ create the melody! Bonus ** Brian Miller left a comment!!!
Aging
comes with benefits
I have come to learn
laughing at my exploits
few bridges left to burn
I’m a mom and I'm a grandma
let's set the record straight
the matriarch ~ a role model
my vibe is most sedate
A word of caution family
you’d best stop reading now
some stuff you may not want to know
I'll firmly disavow
I’ve tripped the light fantastic
danced topless on a beach
sang karaoke through the night
fame just beyond my reach
I’ve inhaled several doobies
thrice ~ I promise ~ I swear
at times a wee bit tipsy
never the worse for wear
Flashed a Disney cruise ship
“feast on these” ~ as I raised my shirt
lucky no one saw me
no foul, no harm, no hurt
I’ve loved with wild abandon
a few amazing men
if re-do were an option
I’d
do it all again!
This is delightful, Helen. Who wants to look back on life and say: I played it safe. More power to you, wild woman.
ReplyDeleteI wish I should have done the same ~ Yes, re-do it all over again ~
ReplyDeleteI love the picture image too~
Cheers for the wild woman Helen ~
haha...you def embrace the moniker of wild woman well helen...i hope i always follow your lead in living life....really fun piece...smiles...and good to see you back more.
ReplyDelete"Still going full bore" is great, Helen. I'm proud of you for that. I'm going half- or quarter-bore, but I'm still going, "moving ahead so life won't pass me by" as Jim Croce said.
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I love it! You have been wilder than I ever was, Helen. Who knew? (cackle!) Good for you. Yes, our families wouldnt recognize us in these poems, we grandmas!
ReplyDeleteMakes me think of my son calling me up one night in 1993, when I was at the blockades at Clayoquot Sound, to say "Mom, I saw you tonight on the news, dancing around in the road with a bunch of hippies." Yup. That was me!
Love this, Helen. Thanks for writing to my prompt.
Ehhh I'll sound bit creepy if I say I would love all of these from my woman... honestly I'm saying so :)
ReplyDeleteWow ... what a fun poetry ... It felt great to be a part of this adventurous life through your words :-)
ReplyDeleteI've never worn a thong as I think I'd be trying to get rid of the wedgie, but my fat, homely self has skinny dipped. Strangely enough, I only swim alone late at night when no-one else is likely to be utilizing the pool, because I can't stand the idea of anyone seeing my not socially acceptable (in our thin-centric society) body in a swim suit.
ReplyDeleteMy wild spaces are in the mind and soul! My thoughts tend to connect to other realms, maybe dimensions where time is timeless! All these wild profiles have been so exciting to read!
ReplyDeleteGoing full bore, then?
ReplyDeleteAnd not yet a bore?
Good for you then.
Think I'll join your club!
I absolutely love your indomitable spirit!
ReplyDeleteSo many gave me smiles.
Laughed out loud at "Flashed a Disney cruise ship."
Raising my glass to you!
A fun story to read of all the the wild things that had set you free..nice..
ReplyDeleteLoved it Helen! And while I wouldn't say I'd do it *ALL* again, I sure would do everything I liked! That's a great pic, too.
ReplyDeleteAmen. Wonderful! You are revealing a wildness I haven't begun to talk about yet, with a special emphasis on the freedom of body that allows for unself-conscious nakedness. I can see you smiling with all of these images to rerun!
ReplyDeleteI love your wild self...
ReplyDeleteYOU have lived and tip-toed in the deep end of the pool! Bravo for that! ;D
I love the freedom in your verse....I want to dance at dawn on the shore of childhood and bask in the glory of my wrinkles!
<3 yours!
It's important to never slow down, not till youre forced to stop
ReplyDeleteWish I was there!
ReplyDeletehah, love it. staying wild IS like riding a bike :)
ReplyDeleteAtta Girl! You clearly released the fear and embraced the world right off the bat. Impressive!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE every "shocking," ;) detail, Helen!!! It is so liberating to flash a ship or two, I think!! Fun write!! :)
ReplyDeleteHelen - this was great! What a wonderful life and I love that you warned your family to stop reading! Have fun and wild times always!
ReplyDeleteLooks like you already did that redo...by remembering!
ReplyDeleteOh loved it The poem is basking in freedom, wildness and confidence. I saluut you Helen
ReplyDeleteHow it happened I missed this one, I do not know, but I'm SO glad I came across it now! You know how I love rhyming poetry, so you'll know I enjoyed the rhyme .... and the life story is fascinating, you rascal you!!!
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ReplyDelete“I flashed a Disney cruise ship
‘feast on these’ ~ I raised my shirt”
You are a wild goddess! I love this poem sooo much.
Bravo for you!!! Then and now. (I'm another.)
ReplyDeleteNice. Like the way I'm always covered from collarbone to knees (and elbows) in town...but my home is clothing-optional.
ReplyDeleteI love your spirit, Helen. Why am I not surprised to learn these things! At least you will go out with a satisfied smile!! :>) Well done.
ReplyDeleteGreat write Helen 👏
ReplyDeleteA life well lived should be celebrated the way you wrote this ballad
ReplyDeleteMuch love
I would definitely do all my naughties over again. Great poem, Helen!
ReplyDeleteNo regrets... I love it... making all those relatives scared.
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