Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Flip-flops

flip-flops
slap the ground harder
after class—
just seven, but who else
had ever flunked "swimming"?


Simply Haiku, Spring 2008, vol 6 no 1

Those swimming lessons, at the public pool down the street, were the first I ever had. I was doing okay, I thought, until I made it to one of the intermediate levels, taught by a "mean" sixteen-year-old who liked to yell. At least, that's my excuse.

That pool is still there.

4 comments:

  1. Ha. A sixteen-year-old on a power trip--yikes! But, aww...a seven-year-old can take that stuff so hard. Great tanka...I can picture it!

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  2. Up till that point, I was having fun splashing around in the water. Thanks, Jennifer!

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  3. As Bette Davis said: “Old age ain't no place for sissies.” Oftentimes, childhood, also – I think.

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  4. thanks, wendy, for your wise words. :)

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