*Reflections* - new prompt for Ravin' Ink group

UK

                   

Looking back, us - the surveyed seven,

swinging a tree rope across our river

standing, grabbing - flying human birds 

daring to go back forward instead of up 

downward, fluttering space - two boy angels

in shorts, vests and plimpsolls - (now called

trainers) and similar for the five missy fair

fairies whose hair was tidier, hands cleaner

Reflections, gazing, thinking about

times when shiney Summers were

what was hoped for by parents because -

the house was quieter-tidier-sighful 

when the children were gone all day, 

they happy, mucky, muddy but laughing at

their faces reflected in the near clear

clay river - open water swimming perfect

Reviews

[MrBlack202]

Beautiful poem, taking me back to my childhood memories, and the outdoor activities I enjoyed most.

[Jeyanthi]

A beautiful write Emma...
It makes me think of on reflection of what my child missing that what he needs...
My grandma used to make swings for me with rope/ saree or with old wooden piece of log... we had trees infront of each home wherever we stayed before.. so that's was easy now nothing can't grow a tree because it hits the electric lines infront or backside of the house... it seems like limited space gives only limited growth or enjoyment...
Thank you for sharing.. :)

[Vol]

EmmaJoy,
I just now found this! It is amazing the similarities between your idyllic summers and mine... Out of doors, baptized in river water, climbing, laughing, free of mind, soul, spirit, and body under clear skies and in a Phantasia of movement! Meanwhile, the adults in their darker, slower universe, sipping tea, glad of the quiet like some old Dutch Masters painting, talking of dinner, the electric bill and what things needed fixing.
You, Milady, make this site a place to be...
Vol
PS. this one never made it to Ravin' Ink...

[emmajoygreen]

Please invite LisaCarol (below) to join your Group!

We used to have wonderful summers. Breakfast and gone, bits of food in pockets. Back if wanted for a snack do it yourself lunch. When a bell was rung about 17.30 get ourselves home and quick! We were a touch wild but sort of.. questionably okay! Much the same now! Seems you survived your youth in much the same way - idyllic at least much of the time.. siblings galore..yes, similar.

[LisaCarol]

What a heartwarming poem that transforms the reader to our youthful summers. This made me smile and my heart sing. Thank you for sharing.

[emmajoygreen]

Many thank yous, LisaCarol! Needed a brief break from inviting Writers Cafe members to the Holiday Collaboration. Have you joined the Ravin' Ink Group - think you might enjoy it.

[LisaCarol]

It looks like I need an invitation to join Ravin’ Ink Group. It looks like a good group.