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An Ode to Childhood Mischief

There it was…
Anchored in the shore
Our neighbor’s outrigger
One hazy Saturday afternoon
 
It’s so inviting
On a quiet, lazy day
Nothing worthwhile to do
Take a nap, or go out to sea
 
So stealthily…
I stole the outrigger
Lest our neighbor sees me
It’d be hell if mom found out
 
A mile out at sea
It was calm and serene
All alone with my thoughts
All my crazy childhood dreams
 
Days of youth
Where have they gone?
Days of childhood mischief
Of hope and youthful fantasies
 
All grown up
I look out the window
The outrigger anchored there
Somehow not as inviting as before
 
07-27-2015
© Vic A Evora

(2015)

In an outrigger canoe and in sailboats such as the proa, an outrigger is a thin, long, solid, hull used to stabilise an inherently unstable main hull. The outrigger is positioned rigidly and parallel to the main hull so that the main hull is less likely to capsize. If only one outrigger is used on a vessel, its weight reduces the tendency to capsize in one direction and its buoyancy reduces the tendency in the other direction.

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Vic
casi 5 años

Yes, indeed

Benjamin G. Sangalang
casi 5 años

Makes me miss even the innocence of my children and wish I could turn back the clock. Great poem.

Benjamin G. Sangalang
casi 5 años

Brings me back to my youth. Bittersweet feelings. Once carefree and reckless, which I miss; now wise hopefully.

Vic
casi 5 años

Thank you Charlotte

Charlotte B. Williams
casi 5 años

Nice, enjoyed this.

Vic
casi 5 años

Thank you. Really appreciate it.

Parker Jennings
casi 5 años

Sympathetic and enlightening as usual

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