Saturday, December 11, 2010

Magpie Tale #44





Lovingly crafted from rough hewn wood
Saw, plane and sandpaper, Gee Dad was good
Hours he spent in honing this craft
Knowing each of his children and how we would laugh.

Sitting atop to await being towed..
by Dad, all rugged up.. along icy road.
Finally locating the hard frozen pond
Then building memories for years and beyond

With a big push from Dad  off we would go
Flying over the pond, surrounded by snow
With the wind in our hair and the ice rushing past
Holding on for grim death.. this ride could be our last.

With Dad keeping watch, making sure we were fine
The blades cutting crisply clean ice in dual line
But the craft would soon slow and then pause to a halt
And we three would all beg for another assault

"Go faster this time Dad"  for we are not scared
 "Hold on tight then" he'd cry.. as if we'd not dared 
With another great push we'd soon be in full flight
skating over the ice almost way out of sight

 And again to a gentle stop soon we would come.
Looking round spotting Dad and then spying Mum
 Watching Mum pour the thermos, we'd all shout with glee 
Hot chocolate! For "me" and for "me" and for "me"  


8 comments:

  1. Oh, this was fun. The rhythm and rhyme sliding us down the perfect hill with hot chocolate waiting at the bottom. Wonderful.

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  2. so many of our posts this week resonate with the sound of childrens laughter....bless all those children and their loving parents.
    Nicely written- I enjoyed your poem.

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  3. Youth in all its innocence! Your Magpie tells a great story ..........

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  4. This really seems like the best of times..good old Dad..and bless Mom for the hot chocolate..I went for that when Dad took me skating at Rockefeller Center..

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  5. oh..this is lovely....

    you've captured the magic of childhood winters...

    :)

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  6. Hi Paul C
    "Oh, this was fun. The rhythm and rhyme sliding us down the perfect hill with hot chocolate waiting at the bottom. Wonderful."

    So... I did pretty good for someone that has never been to the snow huh? Thank you.

    Hi Kathe
    "so many of our posts this week resonate with the sound of childrens laughter....bless all those children and their loving parents.
    Nicely written- I enjoyed your poem"


    It is interesting how the one image can manage to evoke such similar themes in response. Thank you..

    Hi Helen
    "Youth in all its innocence! Your Magpie tells a great story "

    Thank you. The exhuberance of youth... What memories...

    Hi Lyn
    "This really seems like the best of times..good old Dad..and bless Mom for the hot chocolate..I went for that when Dad took me skating at Rockefeller Center"

    I have only ever experienced skating at an indoor rink.(And then spending most of the time on my bum) Australia's climate doesn't lend itself to much snow and ice. Hot chocolate is always a winner around here...

    Hi Mel
    "oh..this is lovely....you've captured the magic of childhood winters..."

    Thank you and I'm glad that my imagination allowed for me to be able to do that... I'm surprised!

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  7. Bravo for both the rhyme and the meter.

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  8. This was so charming, Steve. Thank you.

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